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Tribute to Frederick Green
Vic Green

He flew at the start, when the war was so slight

Over Stravanger and Norway at dead of night

And when it increased he still flew on

With leaflets then bombs in the old Wellingtons.

He learnt then he taught some few scores of men

That our planes may fly again again

Until one again he destined to fly

Little did he know – Also to die

At nose or tail or maybe as W/Op

He played his part on many an “Opp”

Until with a moon and a cold frosty night

He met his victor and lost the fight.

He was so gallant brave and true

Who met his death when he last flew

For England’s cause he did his best

In France he lies in peace and rest

Vic Green R.A.F. In tribute to his brother Fl/Sgt. Frederick George Green

Fred Green

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