HOW BILL BREAM
WON THE VICTORIA CROSS

by
Walter Stanford

  The man in the oil-skin garb sighed hard,
As he looked at his empty mug
Then spat three times, and from left to right
He shifted a juicy plug
Anon, as he sat, with his tar-stained hands
Reflectively he caressed
A Maltese Cross of simple bronze
That hung on his manly chest.

When a voice said, "What ha' yer got there, Bill?"
"The Victoria Cross," says he
"What I won on the night the Shong Long Wong
Went down in '63."
And the Landlord said, "It's early yet boys,
Tell 'em the story, Bill."
(Of course they'd heard it a score of times,
But it helped to amuse them still).

So, the hero's mug being promptly filled
With a fresh supply of ale.
He gulped it down in one
And told them the following tale...
"You see, me 'earties, 'twas like this 'ere
As I was a-finishing tea
That awful night, when I won
This 'ere, in December '43.

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