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Offers profiles of Rupert Brooke, Robert Graves, Wilfred Owen, Siegfried Sassoon, and Edmund Blunden and discusses the poetry produced by those involved in the First World War
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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 Stainthorpe 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
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 Stainthorpe 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
Mad
Neck-deep in mud,
He mowed and raved-
He who had braved
The field of blood –
And as a lad
Just out of school
Yelled April Fool!
And laughed like mad.
Wilfred Wilson Gibson
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- PublisherRandom House Value Pub
- Publication date1990
- ISBN 10 0517054361
- ISBN 13 9780517054369
- BindingHardcover
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