My Life On Campaign
"Oh, really? Neither am I" - Peter Cook
I'm scarcely cut out for this. Don't fit
the uniform - my puttees trail like bog-roll.
Can't stand at ease even when ordered to.
Put searing war-verses first. Hear For King
and Country as Fucking and Can't. Repent.
Can't hack it even as a fricken poet.
Radio-silence addicts, like snowflakes.
My work is not my work. Don't interrupt.
Keep at it, soldier. Put that damn thing out.
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