British European Airways {Flight 609
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It was pure coincidence that we were in Manchester
When news of the disaster broke. We’d gone by train
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Me and Mum from Hyde Central
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Our tickets bought from the Polish man
Who sat behind glass in a kiosk
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He had fought for Britain in the War
And remained, marrying a widow from Heys
With a hairlip who might never have found
Someone otherwise
¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 That’s what my auntie said
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There was an emergency edition of the Evening News
Announcing many feared dead
¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 In Manchester it was tea-time, nearly
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 In Munich, snow and people standing
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The wet black ink of the newspaper
Smudged anything remotely pale
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Mum’s cream coat with the big buttons
She’d dressed up for Manchester. The disaster
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