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Category: IWM North
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Greetings , Comrade! Have we met somewhere before? I’m a veteran of the second world war… You’ll recognise my number, I’m the T-34 In my vast solid frame, worked a brave crew of five My only aim – was to keep them alive On Russias front, we fought ‘gainst an enemy foe My strong tracks…
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The little white car, sits in th’ museum with pride sitting on a plinth, sat up tall The car built on the other side of the wall The Red brigade closed VW down In East Germany, the owners just sat and frowned, As the little white car rolled in to town You had to be…
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Little Old Red is resting, he’s done its best. When the world was at war, and bombs fell to the floor These crafty bombs made fire over concrete and grass so firecrews met round him to work they’d amass. Putting out fires and protecting from damage, A meal th’crew would eat was the most they…
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A poem about the Field Gun, that fired the first shot of World war I. Normally on display at Imperial War Museum North, in Trafford, It’s currently on tour around the commonwealth as part of World War I Centenary Celebrations. It sits in its home on Parade its seats as clean as on the day it…
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