Corporal B and Me

exactly as it was .. none of it nice but some of it necessary

Corporal B and Me

 

   Even though, we were both on the same side ..

Corporal B clearly hated me

and made my life a total misery for as long

   as I knew him and believe me ..

Fourteen months is a long time indeed to be

   hated and bullied by anyone ..

     

For what it’s worth, I began to crack in twelve ..

and think it may well have been

about the same time, he shoved me from the

back of a barrage balloon that

he first got to me and I began, to imagine all

   kinds of peculiar things ..

Like maybe, he didn’t care for me too much,

or when he threw me twice from

a reconditioned Andover troop training craft

   at thirteen thousand feet ..

Anyway, having thus spent his entire life as a

bully, perhaps no one would

blame me surely, for wiring his car to look like,

   he was on some IRA cell, hit list ..

Ha, me and my mate Monty both got fifteen days

   jankers, for that sweet pay back ..

But boy, was it worth it and get this folks, I bought

myself back into civvy street

pretty soon afterwards and although, I may not have

   been that much of a real hero ..

 

All the lads back at flight HQ cheered and saluted me

      while being marched off the premises ..

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note