And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

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And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby RAAF Spitfire Girl » 24 Jan 2015, 22:11

So this is just a nonsensical bit of fluff - and if the metre and rhythm don't meet the requirements of any poetry police amongst us...well, what can I say? :D

And the clock was striking thirteen…

It was a bright cold day, and the clock was striking thirteen
In the CO’s office at RAF Rawlham Station.
666’s officers were all in the Mess awaiting their leader
That fearless brave man who would rescue their nation.

“Hark,” cried Biggles, “the clock’s all a muddle!
It’s striking thirteen on this cold April’s day
Now what is the cause of this very strange puzzle?
I’ll go check with Algy and hear what he’ll say!”

The good Squadron Leader then left his warm office
And headed anon for the Mess where his men
Were biding their time ere being called into service
To guard Britain’s skies from the Hun yet again.

“Algy!” he yelled o’er a noise that was raucous
As the freckled Flight-Louie appeared out from under
The pile of young men all engaged in wild fracas
With bodies piled high and fists flying like thunder.

“Pray tell me, old chap,” Biggles tried to sound stern
As he surveyed the tangle of limbs writhing around,
“Just what is the meaning of this nonsensical turn?
“What’s going on here?” And their CO did frown.

“Can’t I leave you alone for even ten minutes!”
Demanded our Biggles with lips that were thinning
“Suffering Icarus! You’ve flattened the cabinets!
“Your appearance is not that of a side that is winning!”

“Sorry, old boy,” Algy’s smile was most charming.
“We’re not at our best right now that’s for sure.
“Oh dear,” he glanced round, “we look quite alarming.
“Sending us out on a mission would be just the cure.”

“But what brought you here in such a great hurry?”
Ginger spoke out the thoughts of the whole Squadron.
“You look like something has caused you to worry.
“And we’re just having fun – pretending we’re children.”

“I need Algy’s help – for I have a conundrum.
“A puzzle so strange we’ve not faced it before.
“Algy, old son, I fear for our Squadron.
“Come help me at once. We must have an answer!”

So Algy straightened his tie and put on his jacket,
Ran a hand through his hair and grinned at the men.
“I’ll soon sort things out – being 2IC’s quite a racket –
“The Old Man needs my help – scores me ten out of ten!”

Biggles glared at his cousin, but his eyes held a twinkle
As he sternly admonished the raggle-tag crew,
“Clean yourselves up – on those uniforms, not a wrinkle!
And this place you shall tidy – or my ire you’ll all rue!”

He left in a hurry with Algy trotting beside him
“So what’s the great puzzle, O Biggles, great warrior,
“That’s got you so hassled and fired up with vim?
“I swear I prefer things when you much cheerier!”

Biggles shot him a glare, which Algy returned with a grin.
“Come on chum, it’s me! Not Tex or young Henry.
“Lighten up, Biggles, it wasn’t that great a din!”
Biggles replied with a snort, “They were no sort of gentry!”

“But Algy, old son, let’s not waste time here arguing
“The matter’s most urgent and time we’re a-wasting.
“And time is the problem for time needs some rescuing
“The clock struck thirteen!! Is Britain in for a pasting?”

“The clock struck thirteen?” Algy uttered in horror.
“Good grief, man, let’s at it and sort out this problem.
“Next thing that we know, there will be no tomorrow!”
And they hastened forthwith to Biggles’ office asylum.

And there in the office they stared at the clock
While it sat on the mantle with hands slowly ticking
The minutes away with each and ev’ry ‘toc’,
And these officers brave found themselves fairly shaking.

“Why would it do that?” muttered Biggles, nonplussed.
“How should I know?” said Algy in cynical tone,
“You’re the ideas man, the one we all trust.
“Show us your mettle and get the job done.”

Biggles sprang at the clock, which fell with a clatter
And burst all apart as it bounced round the floor.
“Oh no! Now we’ll never know what was the matter!”
Cried Algy aloud as he slammed closed the door.

“Algy! Look here! I’ve just found the answer –
Someone’s added an hour to our clock’s mechanism!”
“Who would do that?” Algy scowled now in anger.
“I’ll find the one who’s behind this illusionism!”

As they stared at the clock’s innards all scattered around
Biggles picked up a paper tucked neatly inside
But the message he read caused him deeply to frown
He looked at his friend, shook his head and he sighed.

“We’ve been right royally had, old Algy my friend!
“ ‘Tis a message from Erich and he’s pulled both our legs.”
“Von Stalhein!” gasped Algy, with a shake of his head.
“That snake is a menace! He’s really the dregs!”

“What does he say? Biggles, give it into my hand!”
Algy lunged at the paper his friend held outstretched.
“He says ‘April Fools!’ And he sneers at our land.
“And thoughts of our victory are far too far-fetched!”

Algy glanced at the calendar and noted the date –
For April the First stared straight up from the desk.
“Let’s drop him a message wrapped up in a crate!”
Biggles grinned as he headed off now to the task.

And shortly a sortie of planes headed nor’ east
With Biggles and Algy at the front of the pack.
The clock they’d retaped till the restored little beast
Would again strike thirteen – but in old Erich’s shack.

And that is the tale of the cold April day
When the clock struck thirteen and Biggles tore at his hair.
But Biggles and Algy turned the joke quite awry
Erich really should know not to mess with this pair!
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby Frederique » 24 Jan 2015, 22:42

Oh my word. Well done, RSG! :salute:

RAAF Spitfire Girl wrote:He left in a hurry with Algy trotting beside him
“So what’s the great puzzle, O Biggles, great warrior,
“That’s got you so hassled and fired up with vim?
“I swear I prefer things when you much cheerier!”
:laughspit: Lovely.

RAAF Spitfire Girl wrote:“Sorry, old boy,” Algy’s smile was most charming.
“We’re not at our best right now that’s for sure.
“Oh dear,” he glanced round, “we look quite alarming.
“Sending us out on a mission would be just the cure.”
I'm grinning at how accurate this is... :mrgreen:

RAAF Spitfire Girl wrote:So Algy straightened his tie and put on his jacket,
Ran a hand through his hair and grinned at the men.
“I’ll soon sort things out – being 2IC’s quite a racket –
“The Old Man needs my help – scores me ten out of ten!”
Ahh. Algy. :love:

I love how original, neat, witty and wonderful this is, from start to finish :!: :dancingbananas:
"Where the dickens did you spring from?" he inquired.
"Oh, I was just hanging around, you know, in case I was wanted," returned Algy lightly.

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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby kylie_koyote » 24 Jan 2015, 22:57

Very original! I love it.
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby Fairblue » 24 Jan 2015, 23:07

RAAF Spitfire Girl wrote:So this is just a nonsensical bit of fluff - and if the metre and rhythm don't meet the requirements of any poetry police amongst us...well, what can I say? :D

And the clock was striking thirteen…

It was a bright cold day, and the clock was striking thirteen
In the CO’s office at RAF Rawlham Station.
666’s officers were all in the Mess awaiting their leader
That fearless brave man who would rescue their nation.

“Hark,” cried Biggles, “the clock’s all a muddle!
It’s striking thirteen on this cold April’s day
Now what is the cause of this very strange puzzle?
I’ll go check with Algy and hear what he’ll say!”



Ooh, RSG, this is lovely. I've thoroughly enjoyed this. Biggles in a muddle and needing Algy's help. A great start to the Challenge! :claphappy:
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby OzBiggles1963 » 25 Jan 2015, 08:54

Jolly good show RSG! Very enjoyable & gave me so many chuckles..."“So what’s the great puzzle, O Biggles, great warrior?" [Methinks this could have been the opening line of many tales of derring-do, :lol: ].
They've been working together for so long that each seems to know by a sort of telepathy when another is in trouble. One never seems to get them together. Get one & the others come after him. To give the devil his due they make a formidable team.
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby tiffinata » 25 Jan 2015, 09:54

I started to read in the car on the phone,
Alas, it had to wait until home.

:lol:
Absolutely wonderful!
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby SaintedAunt » 25 Jan 2015, 10:00

Beats me how you found so many appropriate rhymes, RAAFSG!

Very good.
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby Kismet » 25 Jan 2015, 18:41

This is a lot of fun RAAFSG! I'm very impressed with your rhyming skills.
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby J349 » 26 Jan 2015, 10:08

Great one, RSG!
Well made :D
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'And my chocolate is at yours,' returned Biggles, smiling. 'Goodbye for now.'
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby Spitfire666 » 26 Jan 2015, 10:42

Very enjoyable, RSG :!: I am awed by so many rhymes :D
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Re: And the Clock was Striking Thirteen (RAAF Spitfire Girl)

Postby HostileCacti » 02 Mar 2015, 18:55

Very impressed with this, such an original idea!

Awesome that you managed to fit in "hark" and "mettle", very Hamlet! :onguard:

And of course: "Algy’s smile was most charming." // "“we look quite alarming." :lol:

Great rhymes!!! :thumbsup2:
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