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1865–1931

THE GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME.

Edward Dyson

I SAID: “I leave my bit of land- In khaki they've entwined me, I go abroad to lend a hand.” Said she: “My love, I understand.

I will be true, and though we part A thousand years you hold my heart” - The girl I left behind me. I went away to fight the Huns-

No coward thought could bind me, I sizzled n the tropic suns, I faced the bayonets and the guns. And when in daring deeds I shone

One little woman spurred me on- The girl I left behind me. Out there, in grim Gallipoli. Hard going they assigned me,

I pricked the Turk up from the sea; I riddled him, he punctured me; And, bleeding in my rags, I said: “She'll meet me somewhere if I'm dead-

The girl I left behind me. In France we broke the German's face- They tried with gas to blind me. In mud we bogged from front to base,

And dirt was ours, but not disgrace. They carved me till I could n't stand. Said I “Now for the Lodden, and The girl I left behind me.

I came ashore, and struck the track; For dust you scarce could find me. The dear girl gave no welcome back- Shed changed her names and state, alack!

“You've been a time, I must say, Ned, In finishing your old war.” Said The girl I left behind me. I flung a song up to the skies.

For battles gods designed me. I think of Fifi's laughing eyes, And Nami, dusk, but sweet and wise, And chortle in my heart to find

How very far I've left behind- The girl I left behind me

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