We dug up some more written work for all our readers. This poem or song comes from an unknown member of the 405th Squadron, 38th Bomb Group. We don’t know when it was written, but we hope you enjoy it.
Since this one is a little harder to read, here’s the text in full:
Off we go, to meet the foe
Flying fast and flying low
as the Dragons go buzzing along.
The we bomb far from home
The Japs have lost another drome
As the dragons go Buzzing along.
For its Hi-Hi-He, a merry band are we
You’ll never meet another of our kind.
For where ere you go you will always know
That the Dragons are buzzing along.
On the trees, we’re at ease
Over land or over seas
As the Dragons go buzzing along.
Ack Ack here, Ack Ack there
Blast those Zeros from the Air
As the Dragons go buzzing along.
For its Hi-Hi-He, a merry band are we
You’ll never meet another of our kind.
For where ere you go you will always know
That the Dragons are buzzing along.
Down past Lae and Hansa Bay
Just another straffing day
As the Dragons go buzzing along.
There they are, at our feet
Watch those yellow Sons retreat
As the Dragons go buzzing along.
For its Hi-Hi-He, a merry band are we
You’ll never meet another of our kind.
For where ere you go you will always know
That the Dragons are buzzing along.
