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V. A. D.

(From Punch)

There's an angel in our ward as keeps a-flittin' to and fro
With fifty eyes upon 'er wherever she may go;
She's as pretty as a picture and as bright as mercury,
And she wears the cap and apron of a V. A. D.

The Matron she is gracious and the Sister she is kind.
But they wasn't born just yesterday and lets you know their mind;
The M. O. and the Padre is as thoughtful as can be,
But they ain't so good to look at as our V. A. D.

She's a honorable miss because 'er father is a dook,
But, Lord, you'd never guess it and it ain't no good to look
For 'er portrait in the illustrated papers, for you see
She ain't an advertiser, not our V. A. D.

Not like them that wash a teacup in an officer's canteen

And then "Engaged in War Work" in the weekly Press is seen;