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Siegfried Sassoon - `Blighters`
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The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin   
And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks   
Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din;   
‘We’re sure the Kaiser loves our dear old Tanks!’   
   
I’d like to see a Tank come down the stalls,
Lurching to rag-time tunes, or ‘Home, sweet Home’,   
And there’d be no more jokes in Music-halls   
To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.
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