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Collection: Directories and Documents > Pamphlets

Rhymes of a Lost Battalion Doughboy (PH 3-11)(1919) (35 pages)

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Bully Beef “Rhymes ofa Lost Battalion Doughboy” I love my Canned Bill, I never knew How good that stuff could taste in stew; I love it hot, I love it cold, 4 eae Corned Willie never will grow old. \Y SS CS Dy SE, SSwan Sze > NAY “ LS a Ve~~» Lose Y Wi; A wy ff — ) em AZ ZFZE Se =, a gts You walk into the kitchen When you're thru a hard morning’s drill, And you get your old mess kit Filled up with old corn “Bill.” It drives away your troubles, And tho’ you're far across the sea, It’s the thing that licked the Kaiser In our fight for Liberty. Tho’ they call it our iron rations And we carry it for miles, It’s always with you when you're hungry And fills your face with smiles. It has been through many a battle, And on top it would always be, And I don’t see whatever keeps them From giving Bill—a D. S. C.