THE BAYONET
The rifle bullet ranges far,
The bursting shell seeks wide,
The mortar and machine guns are
Both trusty friends and tried;
But the swiftest weapon in the war
Is the steel swings by my side.
The bursting shell seeks wide,
The mortar and machine guns are
Both trusty friends and tried;
But the swiftest weapon in the war
Is the steel swings by my side.
The rifle rings out sharp and clear,
The "75" can speak,
And viciously upon the car
Sound "swish-bang" and "pip-squeak,"
But the bayonet is the Silent Fear
In this game of hide-and-seek.
The "75" can speak,
And viciously upon the car
Sound "swish-bang" and "pip-squeak,"
But the bayonet is the Silent Fear
In this game of hide-and-seek.
The bullet speeds with wail and sob,
The shrapnel showers its hails,
But the keen-edged bayonet point can probe
Where the leaden pellet fails;
And the "white arm" finishes the job—
And dead men tell no tales!
The shrapnel showers its hails,
But the keen-edged bayonet point can probe
Where the leaden pellet fails;
And the "white arm" finishes the job—
And dead men tell no tales!
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