THE STAR-SHELL
(WITH APOLOGIES TO THE GENTLE SHADE OF JANE TAYLOR)
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,I know just what the 'ell you are,Up above the trench so high,Like some d——— arc-lamp in the sky!
When the blinking sun is gone,When 'e nothing shines upon,The Allemand throws up your light,Twinkle, twinkle all the night.
Then the Tommy in the darkThanks you for your tiny spark—(I don't think!)Fritz wouldn't guess our little goIf you did not twinkle so!
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