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First Line: We were the castanet units
Last Line: We are the liars from france.
Subject(s): World War I; First World War


We were the castanet units
Nicked in the Zone of Advance,
We were the shameless survivals,
We were the liars from France.

Gunners who tripped o'er the tripods,
Casualties dug from a cave,
Buddies arrayed in the bandage,
Groomed for a grenadier's grave.

We were the prides of the litters
Lacking in only a knell,
Hearing the field station mutter:
"This one will never get well."

Some of us got compensation --
All of the half of a year;
Some of us got observation
Over refusals to cheer.

Still, there are times we are happy
Soothed by this one circumstance --
We can talk Front Line with Black Jack,
We are the liars from France.





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