LEAVE.
I want to stroll down Bond Street, Lord, what memories it brings! I want to see shop windows Full of flimsy things, » Rosy pink and pale blue mysteries, You know the kind I mean. (Are boudoir caps still in fashion? Do they still ^ear crepe-de-Chine ?) I long for Piocadilly, • And its crowds of lovely girls, With their neat silk-stockinged ankles And their captivating curls. With their thin, delicious blouses, Dreams of silk and flimsy net, (Are pink nighties now the fashion? Or is it crepe Georgette?) I dearly want to saunter Along by Leicester Square, And watch with fascination The many gay sights there. Maybe 1*11 see these visions When next on leave I go, And if I do, Old Thing, be sure, 1*11. write and let you know. C. Baker, (In-N. Z. at the Front.)
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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 32, 22 October 1920, Page 1
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137LEAVE. Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 32, 22 October 1920, Page 1
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