The Song of Tiadatha

by Owen Rutter

Sorted out the things he needed,

All the things he thought he needed,

For a life on active service,

Active service in the trenches.

“Thirty-five pounds, Tiadatha,”

Said his Company Commander,

Sitting on a mighty bundle,

“Not another ounce, remember.”

“Thirty-five pounds,” said the T.O.

“Not another ounce, remember,