Or as my elderly relatives used to sing:
"The Yanks were Flying Fortresses at 40 farsend feet (x 3)
With loads of ammunition and a teeny-weeny bomb"
which was
always followed by:
"And we were flying Lancasters at zero zero feet (x3)
With f
all ammunition but a bl
in' great bomb"
..all the above (of course) to the tune of the
Battle Hymn of the Republic .....