For Me War Has Become A Flat,

I've Been Immersed In It Too Long. My Spirit Is Wobbly And My Mind Is Confused. The Hurt Has Become Too Great.

If You Go Long Enough Without A Bath, Even The Fleas Will Let You Alone.

Swinging First And Swinging To Kill Is All That Matters Now.

Our Artillery Has Really Been Sensational. For Once We Have Enough Of Something And At The Right Time. Officers Tell Me They Actually Have More Guns Than They Know What To Do With.

All The Rest Of Us - You And Me And Even The Thousands Of Soldiers Behind The Lines In Africa - We Want Terribly Yet Only Academically For The War To Get Over.