Seven Sorry Soldiers
Seven sorry soldiers
Hiding in a ditch
Errol caught some shrapnel
And then there were six
Six sorry soldiers
Barely glad to be alive
Barrett took a bullet
And then there were five
Five sorry soldiers
As brave as trained to be
Geoff and Tom stood on a bomb
That left only three
Three sorry soldiers
Curt and Blare and Ron
Blare was scalped from a turret
The other two went on
Two sorry soldiers
Ronald T and Curt
Curtis had to press right on
When Ronald B got hurt
Just one sorry soldier:
Curtis M McGee
One of seven not yet in heaven
That sorry soul is me
Copyright © Andrew Holt | Year Posted 2016
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