old songs
An old world war 2 Coastal recitation.........
We've flown all f.....g day at fifty f.....g feet,
Weather f.....g awful, f.....g rain and f.....g sleet.
The f.....g compass needle swinging south and f.....g north,
And we made our f.....g landfall at the Firth of F.....g Forth.
We joined this f.....g airforce 'cos we thought it f.....g right,
But we don't f.....g care if we fly or f.....g fight.
But what we do object to are those f.....g ops-room twots
Who sit there sewing tapes on at a rate of f.....g knots.