Poems by Skeyhill Tom
The Backsheesh Sergeant
... s are outmanned, 'e 'angs about the sand- Mister Backsheesh Sergeant, 'ere's my best respects to you ...
Me Brother Wot Stayed at ’Ome
... , Though I die without a groan,Well, the one who's really killed me Is Me Brother Wot Stayed at 'Ome ...
My Little Wet Home In the Trench
... the fat Berliner pay,We'll remember the cold, and the frost,When we scour the fat lands of the Bhost ...
Shrapnel
... ts back safely I'll bet me biggest napThat I'm 'anging to me dug-out When I 'ears the bloomin' shrap ...
The Sniper
... no longer look a fighter,You'll feel where you've been wounded, And you'll curse the Turkish Sniper ...
