Victory over Europe

Come, let us celebrate with duty's fun,
Not peace nor liberty, but that we won.
Britannia stood alone and singly fought,
With only wogs and Roosevelt for support,
And staunchly put those foreigners in place
Who dared to steal our throne as master race.
Without a grumble, Britain bore the brunt
As leftists lazed along the eastern front,
For those uniting values that fulfil
The triumph of our patriotic will:
Defending beaches, hills and streets and seas
Against the hordes of Jewish refugees.
Come, let us cheer that evil overthrown,
Which still remains too good to be outgrown.

Winnie Blather