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"Donec eram gratus tibi——"

HORACE, PVT. ——TH INFANTRY, A. E. F., WRITES:

While I was fussing you at home

You put the notion in my dome

That I was the Molasses Kid.

I batted strong. I'll say I did.

LYDIA, ANYBURG, U. S. A., WRITES:

While you were fussing me alone

To other boys my heart was stone.

When I was all that you could see

No girl had anything on me.

HORACE:

Well, say, I'm having some romance

With one Babette, of Northern France.

If that girl gave me the command

I'd dance a jig in No Man's Land.

LYDIA:

I, too, have got a young affair

With Charley—say, that boy is there! I'd just as soon go out and die If I thought it'd please that guy.

HORACE:

Suppose I can this foreign wren

And start things up with you again?

Suppose I promise to be good?

I'd love you, Lyd. I'll say I would.

LYDIA:

Though Charley's good and handsome—oh, boy! And you're a stormy, fickle doughboy, Go give the Hun his final whack, And I'll marry you when you come back.