English Nurses with Americans in France, item 7

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The C.C.C. Contd.


Pleasure must end - Down below we must dwell

In vain we muttered a cuss.

That it was too rough, we cared not a hang

A Waac could never be ill.

Lasses in khaki must ne'er feel a pain

Be gay + ne'er need a pill.

OH. - The scene soon changed it was all in vain

And soon it was a bad case.

This small band of Waacs all soon felt a pain

And surprised looked every face.

Now into her bunk each khaki girl crept

Declaring she'd go to sleep.

Longing for "DEATH" very soon they all wept

Even to die in the deep.

Many grabbing for lemons soon were seen

Others less lucky cried "share."

Now over her bunk some poor wretch would lean

shouting "If dead I'd not care."

Then green in the face, her lemon she'd grab

Hopeless though + all in vain

And the nearest one's TIN she'd try to  nab 

That tin that relieved her pain

Countless the hours to that motley crew

(more curiosity please)


pital-Boat-and-Lemons-that-C-  Written perpendicular to the main text in the left hand margin. "pital" follows on from "hos" from the first page of this poem 


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The C.C.C. Contd.


Pleasure must end - Down below we must dwell

In vain we muttered a cuss.

That it was too rough, we cared not a hang

A Waac could never be ill.

Lasses in khaki must ne'er feel a pain

Be gay + ne'er need a pill.

OH. - The scene soon changed it was all in vain

And soon it was a bad case.

This small band of Waacs all soon felt a pain

And surprised looked every face.

Now into her bunk each khaki girl crept

Declaring she'd go to sleep.

Longing for "DEATH" very soon they all wept

Even to die in the deep.

Many grabbing for lemons soon were seen

Others less lucky cried "share."

Now over her bunk some poor wretch would lean

shouting "If dead I'd not care."

Then green in the face, her lemon she'd grab

Hopeless though + all in vain

And the nearest one's TIN she'd try to  nab 

That tin that relieved her pain

Countless the hours to that motley crew

(more curiosity please)


pital-Boat-and-Lemons-that-C-  Written perpendicular to the main text in the left hand margin. "pital" follows on from "hos" from the first page of this poem 



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  • January 23, 2018 20:27:44 Caroline Cantor

    The C.C.C. Contd.


    Pleasure must end - Down below we must dwell

    In vain we muttered a cuss.

    That it was too rough, we cared not a hang

    A Waac could never be ill.

    Lasses in khaki must ne'er feel a pain

    Be gay + ne'er need a pill.

    OH. - The scene soon changed it was all in vain

    And soon it was a bad case.

    This small band of Waacs all soon felt a pain

    And surprised looked every face.

    Now into her bunk each khaki girl crept

    Declaring she'd go to sleep.

    Longing for "DEATH" very soon they all wept

    Even to die in the deep.

    Many grabbing for lemons soon were seen

    Others less lucky cried "share."

    Now over her bunk some poor wretch would lean

    shouting "If dead I'd not care."

    Then green in the face, her lemon she'd grab

    Hopeless though + all in vain

    And the nearest one's TIN she'd try to  nab 

    That tin that relieved her pain

    Countless the hours to that motley crew

    (more curiosity please)


    pital-Boat-and-Lemons-that-C-  Written perpendicular to the main text in the left hand margin. "pital" follows on from "hos" from the first page of this poem 



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    Bourges

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Location(s)
  • Story location Bourges


ID
4028 / 48272
Source
http://europeana1914-1918.eu/...
Contributor
John Rex Coller
License
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  • English

  • Western Front

  • WAAC
  • Women



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