Householder. "Well, I'm thinking of it, as I remember reading in the last raid how they dropped seventeen bombs in one area. I wonder they don't get hit, standing still all that time in the air."
THE SORROWFUL SNIPER.
I'm un'appy, so I am. Don't enjoy me beef nor jam,
An' I'm grumpy an' as 'umpy as a camel.
Bin an' stopped my leave? Oh no! That was fixed up long ago;
But the trouble is, I've got it, an' I feel afeared to go,
An' it's all alonger tin o' green enamel.
Fancy spendin' New Year's Eve, when you oughter be on leave,
In a dugout where the damp is slowly tricklin',