Oh, machine guns, machine guns!
They're the things to rake the Kaiser aft and fore!
May they never jam on us
[Till we've gone and won this gosh-darn war!]
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CAN'T DO WITHOUT 'EM
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Scene: An A.E.F. cookshack, during sanitary inspection.
Enter, to the cook standing at attention, one major, U.S.M.C., [accompanied by one major, British Army Medical Corps.]
U.S. Major: "Well cook, how's everything going?"
[Cook: "Rotten, sir;] men are either all sick or away on D.S., and there's only the mess sergeant and myself to look out for things. You can't get along without K.P.'s."
U.S. Major (to his British friend): "Major, you told me you knew a good deal of American Army slang; what would you say our friend the cook meant by 'K.P.'s'?"
British Major: "K.P.'s? Why, ah-er, I should say that cook was undoubtedly referring to the Knights of Pythias!"
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