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Three hours ago he blundered up the trench	A
Sliding and poising groping with his boots	B
Sometimes he tripped and lurched against the walls	C
With hands that pawed the sodden bags of chalk	D
He couldn't see the man who walked in front	E
Only he heard the drum and rattle of feet	F
Stepping along barred trench boards often splashing	G
Wretchedly where the sludge was ankle deep	H
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Voices would grunt Keep to your right make way '	-
When squeezing past some men from the front line	I
White faces peered puffing a point of red	J
Candles and braziers glinted through the chinks	K
And curtain flaps of dug outs then the gloom	L
Swallowed his sense of sight he stooped and swore	M
Because a sagging wire had caught his neck	N
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A flare went up the shining whiteness spread	J
And flickered upward showing nimble rats	O
And mounds of glimmering sand bags bleached with rain	P
Then the slow silver moment died in dark	Q
The wind came posting by with chilly gusts	R
And buffeting at the corners piping thin	S
And dreary through the crannies rifle shots	T
Would split and crack and sing along the night	U
And shells came calmly through the drizzling air	V
To burst with hollow bang below the hill	W
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Three hours ago he stumbled up the trench	A
Now he will never walk that road again	X
He must be carried back a jolting lump	Y
Beyond all needs of tenderness and care	V
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He was a young man with a meagre wife	Z
And two small children in a Midland town	A2
He showed their photographs to all his mates	B2
And they considered him a decent chap	C2
Who did his work and hadn't much to say	D2
And always laughed at other people's jokes	E2
Because he hadn't any of his own	F2
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That night when he was busy at his job	G2
Of piling bags along the parapet	H2
He thought how slow time went stamping his feet	F
And blowing on his fingers pinched with cold	I2
He thought of getting back by half past twelve	J2
And tot of rum to send him warm to sleep	H
In draughty dug out frowsty with the fumes	K2
Of coke and full of snoring weary men	X
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He pushed another bag along the top	L2
Craning his body outward then a flare	V
Gave one white glimpse of No Man's Land and wire	M2
And as he dropped his head the instant split	N2
His startled life with lead and all went out	O2

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