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where it says this poem was published in the Rasen Mail (Market Rasen, Lincolnshire, England) in 1916:
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A SOLDIER'S ALPHABET
Pte F. Vickers

A stands for Army, to which we all belong,
And if you like to wait a little while, I'll sing you this song.

B stands for Berlin, the place we want to get,
If the lads all come and help, we hope to get there yet.

C stands for Charges, which often make you shake,
But we keep on doing them, for good old England's sake.

D stands for Dug-outs, the place we take a rest,
But when we are in the trench, we think that place the best.

E stands for England, our good old native land,
And so we would much rather be in Market Rasen Band.

F stands for Fighting, the job we are doing now,
Many a lad is fighting now, who once walked behind the plough.

G stands for Gas, which the Germans often use,
But now we've found protection, they can use it if they choose.

H stands for Hand-grenades, things which we have to throw,
And when the Germans see them, they think it time to go.

I stands for Iron Cross, which the Kaiser gives his men,
But when we give them lumps of lead they're seldom seen again.

J stands for Jam, of which we have to eat,
When we get a change of it, oh, won't it be a treat.

K stands for Kaiser, the man who caused this strife,
If Tommy Queer gets hold of him, he's sure to take his life.

L stands for Letters, the things we love to get,
Then we know those left behind are thinking of us yet.

M stands for Mother, of her I often think,
She often writes and asks me if I am in the pink.

N stands for Nurses, who do their duty well,
They bind up all our wounds, received by shot or shell.

O stands for Officers, who guide us on our way,
We try to do our bit by them, with good hearts day by day.

P stands for Prussian Guards, who wear the helmet bright,
But when they meet the Lincolns they know they've got to fight.

Q stands for Queer, yes, good old Tommy Queer,
They cannot get him drunk though on this here sort of beer.

R stands for Rats, which torment us in bed,
I often feel as though I could give them a lump of lead.

S stands for Sniper, who has his work to do,
If you do not look after him, well, he'll look after you.

T stands for Trenches, where Tommy spends his time,
If he is not in support, he's in the firing line.

U stands for Union Jack, the dear old flag we love,
And we hope before too long to hoist it up above.

V stands for Vickers, which is my good old name,
And my mother has my photo in a good old wooden frame.

W stands for Wire, which we put between our lines,
And when the Huns come there to cut they got a lively time.

X stands for Xmas, which is a merry time,
We hope to be in England, then to hear the Church bells chime.

Y stands for Yesterday, the day I wrote this song,
If I do not sing it right forgive me where I'm wrong.

Z stands for Zeppelins, which fly up in the air,
They often go to England to do some damage there.

And now my song has ended, may this war soon be the same,
So when we get back to England we'll be welcomed home again.