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The Home Coming The Home Coming

The Home Coming
July 1st, 1919 Now that Heinie is licked to a frazzle, And Fritzie is clipped in the comb, We're holding a big razzle-dazzle To welcome our soldier boys home. They bore themselves brave in the battle They kept themselves clean on parade, They herded the Bosches like cattle In many a nerve-racking raid. In order to do the boys justice, We... Poems - Post by : elandry - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 3005

What We Won What We Won

What We Won
Was it for this, I want to know, We saw our boys to Flanders go; For this that Belgium suffered so, That France withstood the ruthless foe, And said "No further shalt thou go," That Serbia was plunged in woe, And women wept along the Po; That Poles were herded to and fro, And Anzacs died at Gallipo; That Britain let her plans all... Poems - Post by : DigitalZone - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2604

Heinie's Holler Heinie's Holler

Heinie's Holler
Britty soon now fife years vill pe done Since ve march into Belgium von day, But since den some beeg rifers have run Troo de pridges, I tink all de vay, Den already de tings seemed so blain, Ven ve shtart oudt to lick de whole vorld Ve vas sure dat us Shermans vould reign Shoost verefer our flag vas unfurled. For to see dat some tings can't pe done All dose Junker man's... Poems - Post by : stormrider - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 3103

When The Game Isn't Fair When The Game Isn't Fair

When The Game Isn't Fair
As we struggle up life's hillside Where the road is hard and long, Weak, discouraged, tired, lonely, And everything gone wrong. When we see some men refusing Their allotted load to bear, While their brother's back is breaking, Then we know the game's not fair. When we see some men grow wealthy, While their brothers die in France, We rebel at... Poems - Post by : b-savvy.com - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2480

Farmer John Speaks His Mind Farmer John Speaks His Mind

Farmer John Speaks His Mind
May, 1917 Those fellows down in parliament Have kicked up such a fuss, That now we seem election bent To clean up all the muss. The Grits are sharpening their swords To give the Tories fits, While they, with scorching bitter words Denounce the faithless Grits. All out of doors is fresh and green, But no more green than we... Poems - Post by : spearhead - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2020

The Mcleans The Mcleans

The Mcleans
The heather's on fire. McLeans from the byre, The hamlet, the city, the wide open plains, The lairds and rapscallions fill up the battalions With blue blood, with true blood, the loyal McLeans. They hear the drums rattle, they rush to the battle, (Each man in the clan a base coward disdains), They die in their glory, the trenches are gory With red blood, with shed blood of gallant McLeans.... Poems - Post by : Federer - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2922

Reliability Reliability

Reliability
Britannia's word was spoken The feeble to defend, That promise was not broken, She kept it to the end. Britannia's word is good, Tried, tested, proved in blood, In every land, 'mid snow or sand, She for the truth has stood. Britannia borrowed millions In thrifty days of old, Now, when she asks for billions, She... Poems - Post by : digitalcybertv - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2690

The Lost Tribes The Lost Tribes

The Lost Tribes
We read about the tribes dispersed, That Israelitish host, Condemned and exiled, sin-accursed, Among the Gentiles lost, We wonder what strange paths they walk, In what far land they dwell, Where now does Reuben feed his flock, And Joseph buy and sell? In search of them we vainly roam Through distant, foreign states, Then find a people nearer home... Poems - Post by : leo_cupid - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1508

To Jean Baptiste To Jean Baptiste

To Jean Baptiste
O Jean Baptiste! do not resist The military act, Jean; You like to fight, the cause is right, (You know this is a fact, Jean.) When tasks are hard, 'tis not, old pard. Your way to ever shirk, Jean; The saw-log jam, mills, woods and dam All tell how well you work, Jean. It isn't fear that keeps you here, You're active, brave and... Poems - Post by : xxmisselissaxx - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1654

The Worshippers The Worshippers

The Worshippers
Wo Sing was just a heathen blind, A dull insensate clod, Yet somehow to his darkened mind, There came a thought of God. He shaped an idol out of clay, And to it bowed his knee; No one had taught him how to pray, Alas, the poor Chinee! An artist took his brush and paint, And on his canvas board, He... Poems - Post by : eywer - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2856

Trouble In The Trenches Trouble In The Trenches

Trouble In The Trenches
The true story of the difficulty on the Russian front.September, 1917 When Slav and Russ had raised a fuss, And sent their Czar a-kiting, Said Givinski to Blatherski, "We've done enough of fighting." "I've got a cough," wheezed Killmanoff, "From working in the trenches, I'd rather fight a doggoned sight, Than put up with the stenches. I want to quit and take a sit... Poems - Post by : beckijo - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1060

German Securities Fall German Securities Fall

German Securities Fall
The British guns have spoken And Bill may lose his crown, The German line is broken, And saur-kraut is down. The gallant French are storming The Huns with iron hail; They've given Fritz a warning, And limburger is stale. The Russ is westward pushing, Herding the Huns like sheep, Thus ends the big four flushing, And... Poems - Post by : kellymonaghan - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2115

Afterwards Afterwards

Afterwards
When the war shall have ceased with its sorrow, Its hunger, and horror, and hell, In the dawn of a brighter to-morrow, What tale will historians tell? Will the nations get records of glory, Of cowardice, courage or crime, When the sages record the true story, To ring down the decades of time? We believe that some peoples now broken, And crushed by the... Poems - Post by : mitmoo - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1595

Who Knows Who Knows

Who Knows
=The pessimist= Our lot is cast in evil days We almost lose our faith in God, We cannot comprehend His ways, Nor recognize His chast'ning rod. To stem the Hun's relentless tread, His hymns of hate, his crimes of Cain We give our daily toll of dead, But wonder if 'tis all in vain. =The Optimist= Brave men must fight, brave... Poems - Post by : 36462 - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1239

The Trees The Trees

The Trees
The wind that through the forest blows May scatter leaves and blossoms wide. The parent tree but firmer grows When by the tempest torn and tried. The stately oak withstands the storm That rocks its boughs in fiercest strife; The winds that shake its sturdy form But give a deeper, stronger life. The maple leaves are falling fast, The sugar groves look gaunt and... Poems - Post by : tjmckeen - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1172

Has The World Gone Mad? Has The World Gone Mad?

Has The World Gone Mad?
December, 1916 What a lack of reason In this earthly throng! In and out of season Everything goes wrong; Over there in Europe Kaiser, king and czar, Raise a mighty flare up, Plunge a world in war. Neither king nor kaiser Down in Mexico, Are the people wiser? Echo answers, "No!"... Poems - Post by : crispycorn - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2542

The Troubles Of Tino The Troubles Of Tino

The Troubles Of Tino
War pot is still stewing, Not a sign of peace, Trouble now is brewing 'Round the shores of Greece; Tino needs our pity, Threatened by the Huns, Seaboard town and city Faced by British guns. If he helps the Germans Lose his job for life; If he favors Britain Has to square his wife.... Poems - Post by : Emrys - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1150

The Loyal Blacks The Loyal Blacks

The Loyal Blacks
August, 1917 Three years ago the war began, Three years ago to-day The Empire's call to every man Was either fight or pay. Some men the country well could spare Their clear-cut duty shun But all the Blacks have done their share To help defeat the Hun. My brother Jim, who worked by spells (He had a lazy streak)... Poems - Post by : boscoporp - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1556

Slackers Slackers

Slackers
We condemn, as selfish slackers, Those not willing to enlist To oppose the Prussian Kultur And the Kaiser's iron fist, But they're not the only slackers, Those who will not go and fight. For every man's a slacker Who does less now than he might. There are slackers in the pulpit, In the elder's cushioned pew, And all through the congregation... Poems - Post by : joshg - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 2678

The World's Overdraft The World's Overdraft

The World's Overdraft
May, 1917 On life's broad fields, whate'er we sow, 'Tis certain we shall reap; The watching scribes, above, below, Somewhere a record keep. The faithless church, the lying creed Teaching that wrong is right, The childless home, the heartless greed, The jealousy and spite. The feasting, selfish, idle rich, The hungry, hardened poor, The drunkard lying in the... Poems - Post by : tracey - Date : November 2011 - Author : Abner Cosens - Read : 1254