AN APRIL FOOL ON THE MARCH
Out in the yard these veterans
Now stood with colors spread.
How oft their mettle had been tried,
When bravely they were lead!
Ere long their Captain shouted: “March!”
Then spake a private, cool:
“It isn’t March; it’s April, sir—
Someone’s an April Fool!”
Which was a very saucy thing,
Indeed, for him to say.
And so his mouth was well rinsed out
With Borax, right away.