Miranda’s dropt her fancy-work and sailed across the Straits
As a temporary “lady of the lamp;”
And Jane’s abandoned portraiture to wash the cups and plates
Of the Tommies in a temporary camp;
And Ethel—nervy Ethel!—is a motor-driving Waac,
And fairly saved her special Brigadier
The day that Fritz got busy and our line came surging back
In a temporary movement to the rear.
A temporary Major they’ve contrived to make of Bob
(He was always pretty hefty at his drill),