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- Jim Trueman
- People in story:听
- Jim Trueman
- Location of story:听
- Whitley Bay
- Article ID:听
- A1078436
- Contributed on:听
- 13 June 2003
My school was hit by a land mine meant for the docks on the Tyne. We schoolboys were very pleased at this because we were very brave and couldn't go to school for about 3 months. We saw some action over the sea which prompted me to write this poem when we did go back to school - I remember I was given a star and 9 out of 10:
The Tyneside Raider ( By Jim Trueman..aged 9)
(A school-child's impressions of one night in 1941)
The night was cool and moonlit,
The siren's wail was heard.
So down to the shelter the citizens streamed
While overhead the searchlights beamed,
Striving to pierce the moonlit cloud -
To spot the Hun it did enshroud.
The searchlight's beam, still probing,
Revealed the raiding Hun!
The guns rang out - the fighters appeared
And the sky was streaked with tracers weird.
A burst from a fighter tore his tank
And he rocketed down to the see
AND SANK.
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