I is the INFANTRY,
That's hot on the Hike,
J is JAW-BONE,
Oh, "Pay-as-you-like";
K is the KITCHEN,
Where they turn out the "stew,"
L is LANCE-CORPORAL.
Who ranks just a few;
M is the MESS,
Where the rations are served,
N is "NON-COM,"
Whose "Stripes" are deserved;
O is the OFFICER,
"Spick and so span,"
P is the PRISONER,
Who's "under the ban,"
Q is the QUARTERS,
With "lights out at Taps,"
R is the ROOKIE,
Whom everyone raps,
S is the SERGEANT,
Who keeps 'em in line,
T is TATTOO,
Three-quarters past nine,
U is the UNIFORM,
Buttons so bright,
V is the VOLLEY,
That settles the Fight;
W the WAGON,
With "four Army mules,"
X the eX-soldier,
Whose ardor now cools,
Y is the YOUNGSTER,
Just out of the "Point,"
Z--can't you tell
This line's out-of-joint?
A SOLDIERS PRIMER
A man, a hat, a blouse, a gun,
Call this a soldier just for fun.
A dog tent, blanket, candle, match,
His home is built with rare dispatch;
With hard tack, bacon, army beans,
Army life is not what it seems.
A damp cold night, aching head,
The next day fever-soldier dead.
The story is brief (we know it well),
And plain is moral--"War is Hell."
THE TALE AND WAIL OF A ROOKIE
When I was young I said to myself,
Choose a career and start after the pelf,
Early to bed and early to rise,
You're sure to get wealthy and awfully wise,
So I started out to look around,
But nice fat jobs weren't easily found.
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