✦ A Poem Served Instead of an Ad ✦
He ordered us here, and he sent us there--
Though never a word could his small lips speak--
With his toothless gums and his vacant stare,
And his helpless limbs so frail and weak,
Till I cried, in a voice of stern command,
"Go up, thou bald-head from No-man's-land!"

The Book of Humorous Verse, ed. Carolyn Wells (Public Domain)

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