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Stand-To: Good Friday Morning

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I'd been on duty from two till four.     I went and stared at the dug-out door.     Down in the frowst I heard them snore.     "Stand-to!" Somebody grunted and swore.      Dawn was misty; the skies were still;      Larks were singing, discordant, shrill;      They seemed happy; but I felt ill.     Deep in water I splashed my way     Up the trench to our bogged front line.     Rain had fallen the whole damned night.     O Jesus, send me a wound to-day,     And I'll believe in Your bread and wine,     And get my bloody old sins washed white!

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