transcription/facsimile poem

"`Silver Threads Among the Gold' as sung by The Army of Occupation"

Darling I am coming back,

Silver threads among the black

Now that peace in Europe nears

I'll drop in on you some night

with my whiskers long and white,

Yes, the war is over dear

and we are going home I hear.

Home again with you once more

Say in Nineteen Twenty-four

Once I thought by now I'd be

Sailing home across the sea

Back to where you sit and pine

But I'm stuck here on the Rhine.

You can hear the gang all curse

War is HELL but peace is worse.

When the next war comes around

In the front ranks I'll be found,

I'll rush in again PELL MELL

Yes I will, LIKE HELL, LIKE HELL.

BCD

(The above was received in a letter from France, March 5/19)