Could this happen again?I was ten years old, so I
remember it well. Get out your long-johns lads and start
knitting those woolen knickers girls, the big freeze is
on its way again!!!!!
Twas in the winter of 47, when the frost and snow did
bite.
With temperatures below zero for most of winters
nights.
The nation came to a stand-still, encased in ice and
snow.
When chiblains erupted on millions, on hands, feet and
toes.
Coal froze in the bath tubs, all transport was standing
still.
No trains came to the station to deliver the winter
fuel.
Snow drifts as high as lamp posts across this ice bound
land.
The people burnt their furniture to warm their kiddies
hands.
Power cuts were frequent just two years after the war
austerity was raging, which hit the old and poor.
The old ones died in thousands throughout this frozen
land,
No food was in the larder, no fire to warm their hands
they cried and died a lonely way, their bodies blue with
cold.
Jack-Frost held out his ice bound hand to kill the weak
and old.
Their will to live just faded, their breath was chilled
no more.
Twas the year of 47, a year to remember well.
Nature has it's funny ways to repeat this winters hell.
Peter Wicks (Snowman)
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