WWII era poetry:  Note the author reference to Japs.  Additionally note the initials in the upper left under the OP20 are those of RADM Joseph N Wenger, and this is from “China.”  The China is where the United State and British would be fighting the Japanese and working Radio Intelligence together.  Click on the link at the bottom of this post to view the original document.

Listen, my children, and have no fear
As they did in the days of Paul Revere:
The British must have been more alive
Back in Seventeen Seventy-five;
Perhaps they doubted there’d be a fight,
For history states they came that night.
At the present time Paul Revere would say,
“The British are coming – but not right away.”

At eight in the morning they wake up for tea;
Then bathe and shave most leisurely.
Breakfast is ready by half past nine;
By then, old fellow, they’re feeling fine.
They talk about working and getting things done,
But by this time it’s a quarter to one.
With such a good start, it’s natural to think
that it’s time to go and have a drink.

To lunch they go at half past one –
Blast me, old chap, the day’s half done.
They lunch and talk and fight the Jap
and now it’s time to take a nap.
The staff study starts at three fifteen;
Such progress here you’ve never seen.
They are working now, as you can see,
But blast me down, it’s time for tea.

Tea and biscuits are served at five,
At this formation they’re much alive:
Their spirits are high; carry on they must
And the work of the day is much discussed.
Over the tea their plans they lay
For the work to be done on the following day,
But as they talk on, the sun will sink,
And then it’s time to have a drink.

Now to the club they go and sit,
With scotch and soda to whet their wit.
Amid such surroundings, spirits are high.
They’ll blast the Jap clear out of the sky.
They’ll sink his ships, they’ll burn his stores.
They carry on till someone roars,
“I say, old fellow, it’s getting late.
Dinner is served at half past eight.”

An observer now can frankly say
That he’s seen a typical British day
“Twas ever thus, “twill ever be
In the land of His Royal Majesty.
We on this side have little to fear,
Although in the dead of night we hear
The British are coming: just raise up and say
“They may be coming – but not right away.”