Well here it is another great spring day.
I spent the day yesterday creating atcs again, but still managed to make it look like I had done hours of housework >Grins<
Here's my 5 minute poem
Words flew through the air that spring day.
It was may 6th 1945
Susan typed though her fingers were aching
French birds sound just like those at home
she thought
Her fingers made constant
amendments and changes
I am here until this is sorted she thought
Nazi's capitulating
quietly, solemly
Tired to the bone the War office toasted....
champagne.....
out of mess tins ..........
"the mission of this Allied Force was fufilled at 0241,
localtime, May 7th 1945"
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