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RHYMES OF THE ROOKIES

Sunny Side of Soldier Service

by

W. E. CHRISTIAN

1917

To the Colors

Here's to the Red of the Firing Line; Here's to a World White Free; Here's to the Blue of the Yankee Sign; Here's to Liberty!

W. E. C

To

THEODORE ROOSEVELT Colonel of the Rough Riders

Who, more than any other one man gives out The Spirit and the Meaning of the AMERICAN SOLDIER

CONTENTS

MY BUNKIE OUR OFFICERS PAY DAY THE ARMY GROUCH WEANING TIME "HANDS ACROSS THE SEA" THE HIKE A B C OF ARMY LIFE A SOLDIER'S PRIMER THE TALE AND WAIL OF A ROOKIE A MARINE'S HYMN HERE'S TO THE SIXTEENTH HIKING IN THE PHILIPPINES THE MOUNTAIN BATTERY SONG THE CAVALRY SONG THE RED GUIDON THE CONSCRIPT THE SLACKER PREPAREDNESS "BEANS" ADVICE THE SCENT OF THE COCOA MEN OF THE HOSPITAL CORPS GARRISON LIFE THE PHILIPPINITIS THE EAST IS A CALLING TELL YOUR TROUBLES TO THE CORPORAL OF THE GUARD GENERAL ORDERS OF THE KITCHEN POLICE IS HE A SOREHEAD? FUNSTON YEAR 2016 IN CHIHUAHUA WITH PERSHING IN MEXICO OLD BALDY "KAISER BILL" THE RAW RECRUIT SERVING IN TEXAS O'REILLY'S GONE TO HELL ON THE "BORDER" ROUTINE THE UNIFORM IN THE COLD GRAY DAWN OF THE MORNING AFTER THE OTHER SIDE OF THE POSTER ARMY FEVER ONE TO THE ARMY BEAN LITTLE THINGS SING A SONG A SIXPENCE QUEEN OF MAY A YOUNG ROOKIE'S LAMENT DANNY DEEVER BALLAD PUZZY LAPPINS A CYNIC'S VIEW OF ARMY LIFE THE SONG OF THE SHOVEL AND THE PICK

ARMY SLANG ENGLISH ARMY SLANG WORDS TO THE ARMY TRUMPET CALLS FIRST AID IN CASE OF ACCIDENTS FRENCH MONEY ENGLISH MONEY

MY BUNKIE

He's mostly gnarls and freckles and tan, He'd surely come under society's ban, He's a swearin', fightin' cavalryman, But he's my bunkie.

He's weathered the winds of the Western waste. (You, gentle Christian, would call him debased) And he's loved at his ease and married in haste, Has my bunkie.

In a Philippine paddy he's slept in the rain, When he's drunk rotten booze that drives you insane, And he's often court martialed yes, over again, Is my bunkie.

He's been on the booze the whole blooming night, To mount guard next morning most awfully tight, Though he's "dressed" like a soldier when given "Guide Right," He's my bunkie.

He doesn't know Browning or Ibsen or Keats, But he knows mighty well when the other man cheats And he licks him and makes him the laugh of the streets, Does my bunkie.

He stands by and cheers when I'm having fun, And when it is over says, "Pretty well done," But he takes a large hand if they rush two to one, For he's my bunkie.

When Taps has blown and all the troop is asleep, We nudge each other and gingerly creep, To where the shadows hang heavy and deep, I and my bunkie.

And then when the fire flies flittering roam, We sit close together out there in the gloam, And talk about things appertaining to home, I and my bunkie.

If the slow tropic fever is a shaking my spine, And they blow "boots and saddles" to chase the brown swine, He'll give me a leg up and ride me in line, Will my bunkie.

And if I get hit his arm goes around, And raises me tenderly off of the ground, And the words on his lips are a comforting sound, The words of my bunkie.

OUR OFFICERS

I'm goin' to be discharged, sir; My time is near its close, I want to tell you, cap'en, You're the best the country grows. They ain't no man in all the world Can beat the army man, That wears the shiny leggins and That does the best he can.

I've seen them, sir, in battle With the bullets flyin' round, I've seen them lying wounded With the blood stains on the ground... Continue reading book >>




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