TO A DUMMY RIFLE.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 6, Issue 276, 18 May 1917, Page 2 (Supplement)

TO A DUMMY RIFLE.

In six weeks' time, or maybe even less, They tell me I shall Ivear upon my shoulder A rifle that will shoot, and I confess My bearing will bo noticeably bolder Then when I did my military grind With you, who are but of the dummy kind.

Farewell, your priceless stock of varnished deal, With iron fitt'ngs never meant for killing, Your barrel which when tested would reveal, Like to myself, a certain lack of drilling. Your weakness, l'ke to mine, was oft displayed When handed carelessly upon parade. And yet with you I learned to slopo my liipe Smartly enough (supposing I was ready), Hearing my sergeant's fruity voice and ripe, "Three distinct motions! K° e P those d d heads steady ! ' Judging the time and eke by one-two-tlirce Till I was . . . well, as perfect as you see. You did your bit lor England in your way. Aiding a useful force too long nog-li-"ted. But now, when we are shaping for tho I ray, Your obvious shortcomings are detected And, with our thanks for service in the pa-t, You soon will find yourself discharged at la>t. TOUCHSTONE.