Schlosser’s Ride.
Righd from der front one putiful day,
Bringin’ der rear some fresh dismay,
A frightened sendinel broughd der news
(He looked as if he vas scared like der doose,
Der vay he kigged his legs so loose).
Delling der rebels were coming aheadt,
“Und shooding like hell,” dot’s vot he said.
De gallant soldiers, I haf no doubd,