In Hospital

When the war is done we'll recall the fun -
The fun that conquered the pain -
For we'll owe a debt (and we'll not forget)
To the jokes that kept us sane:
How the wounded could laugh and bandy their chaff
And kick up a deuce of a row!
... It may be in peace, when the sufferings cease,
We'll be sadder, aye sadder, than now.

A 3rd L.G.H. orderly