MY DUG-OUT.

Taihape Daily Times, Issue 160, 15 September 1916, Page 5

MY DUG-OUT.

A LAY OF THE TRENCHES. (From “Fragments'* from France.”) What is this slimy, dismal hole Where oft I'm lurking like a mole And cursing Germans heart and soul? My Dug-out, f Where is it that beneath the iioor The water's rising more and more And where the roof’s a broken door? My Dug-out, Where is it that 1 try to sleep Betwixt alarms, when up I loap And dash through water four feet deejr My Dug-out Where is It that I catch a chtl? And lose my only quinine pill And probably remain anti! I’m di*g out? ~ My Dug-out.