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Siegfried Sassoon - Atrocities
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You told me, in your drunken-boasting mood,
How once you butchered prisoners. That was good!
I`m sure you felt no pity while they stood
Patient and cowed and scared, as prisoners should.

How did you do them in? Come, don`t be shy:
You know I love to hear how Germans die,
Downstairs in dug-outs. "Camerad!" they cry;
Then squeal like stoats when bombs begin to fly.

And you? I know your record. You went sick
When orders looked unwholesome: then, with trick
And lie, you wangled home. And here you are,
Still talking big and boozing in a bar.
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