ON WATER FATIGUE
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I’d like to get the Hun who sends The little bits of shell Which buzz around as wearily I top that blooming hill. He only does his duty, But my only shirt I’d sell For half a chance to give the cuss A non-return to H——! Trooper George H. Smith, 7th Light Horse.
Sergeant (during wet weather): “Hallo, my lad, have you got nails in your boots?”
Slowly Freezing Australasian: “Well, I’m that —— cold I hardly know if I’ve got nails in my feet.”
On Water Fatigue: “Me next!”
A Cheery Optimist
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The Turkish extremity WAS blocked on our left.—