We chaffed him over rations every day,

“Say, is this tea or hash?”

“Jim, tell us, do,

Why you put sugar in the blooming stew.”

“—And there’s a heap o’ coal in this—not half!...”

To all our chaff

“Do you want j-jam on it?” he’d say.

EPITAPH

(T. D., 13/3/16)

A shallow trench for one so tall!