Remember Remember

The fires flames reach up to the night
Parent’s prams push through the mud
A thousand boots march up to the front
To see and hear the whiz bangs bang and crunch
Remember remember the familiar smells
Of toffee apples and baked potatoes
And passing wind in children’s faces
The colours the flash the bang and the light
No death no fear just fun tonight
Our history is fun and a time to remember
How we all love this night in November
But Granddad tonight is staying at home
And drinking his whiskey again till the end
As he remembers the bangs of now and of then
And the mud on the boots of his absent friends


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