V8 Poem by A. P. Herbert

V8



'V 8' is Goering, purring through the skies,
Astride a doodle-bug of double girth,
Bound for Old England with a load of lies,
And beaming tenderly on all the earth.
September 24, 1944

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A. P. Herbert

A. P. Herbert

Ashtead, Surrey
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