April 1936

Old Soldiers Drums

Volume 19, Issue 4

Mel Westenberg

McKeon, Samuel

I'm just too old for drilling

I can't hike anymore

So I'm bound for the soldiers' graveyard

Behind an office door.

They sing-"Old soldiers never die,"

We don't; we live on crumbs,

The shrilling, splendid bugles

An' the thunder of the drums!

I won't do Guard in a snowstorm

An' I won't hafta go an' fire,

It's just messin' around an office

An' waitin' to retire.

"Approved per 1st Indorsement . . ."

An' through the window comes

The music of a Guardmount

An' the cadence, throbbin' drums!

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