A nice Army biscuit to chew.
Then I waved a farewell to my cobbers—
I was too much affected to speak;
There are times when the bravest of soldiers
Have feelings that render them weak.
One tear—then I turned to the trenches,
And charged like a lion at bay
As I caught the last words of our Colonel,
Crying: “Bonzer[16] ... Gorstrafem ... Hooray!”
You talk of charmed lives—I’d a thousand;