Nissen News - 15.12.1941, Blaðsíða 22

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NISSEN NEWS
Just Another Day
It is eight in the morn
And the long night has gorn (sorry — gone);
To our duties we go ■— a new day begun;
“Any lorries to spare? Are they ALL on repair?”
Sure, they’re all V.O.R. except one.
So off with a dash
Go the lads for red ash
For there’s roads to be made and hut-banking to do;
And it’s not quite so nice, when the snow and the ice,
And blizzards and gales, and what have you, come true.
With a crack ’bout “The Whip”
They come back off each trip,
Bringing ash which is crimson, but free
And if they’re in luck — and the lorries not stuck —
They adjourn at eleven for tea.
Then dinner comes near;
Hear the bugle sound clear?
Picks, spades and shovels are thrown to the ground;
And they crowd to the diners
To eat, just like miners;
And they only cease work when the Ord. Off. comes round
The afternoon session we then set in state;
The War Office say we must now educate;
1'here is Signalling, Maths and English for you,
Young and old, cook and clerk, and sanit’ry men too;
So stick to it lads, it mayn’t be your trait,
But learn while you can — it’s never too late (oush!)
Late passes at night —• a lorry again!
What else can one use? There isn’t a train.
Enjoy yourselves, boys, then call it a day,
It will all end some day — and you may still be sane!
R. S. M.
ACKNOWLEDGMENT
We would like to express our gratitude and appreciation to our printers,
Félagsprentsmiðjan h.f., for their willing and valuable co-operation in helping us
in this, our first, effort to publish an English magazine in Iceland.