Erotica author, aka Elspeth Potter, on Writing from the Inside

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Wilfred Wilson Gibson, "Breakfast"

Breakfast

We ate our breakfast lying on our backs,
Because the shells were screeching overhead.
I bet a rasher to a loaf of bread
That Hull United would beat Halifax
When Jimmy Strainthorpe played full-back instead
Of Billy Bradford. Ginger raised his head
And cursed, and took the bet; and dropt back dead.
We ate our breakfast lying on our backs,
Because the shells were screeching overhead.

--Wilfred Wilson Gibson

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