He was just a common soldier, but we couldn’t salute as well
The best old major general on this bright side o’ hell!
H. T. S.
SONG OF THE GUNS
This is the song that our guns keep singing,
Here where the dark steel shines;
This is the song with their big shells winging
Over the German lines—
“We are taking you home by the shortest way,
We are taking you out of this blood and slime