Us to a 'T'

Let’s swing the lantern,

  pull up a sandbag,

close up the hangar,

 light up a ciggy,

drink NAAFI

tea.

 Step into sunshine,

pull up a deckchair,

put on your sunglasses,

light up a "cee-gar",

drink Sapphire and

T.

Foot on the bar-rail,

   “drinks for the squadron”,

toast all of us heroes,

    light up the evening,

drink Timothy

T.

    Sleeve in an armband,

the music is mournful,

we march at the hobble,

light up a candle:

   here's to the latest absen-

tee.