"A POEM FOR US VETERANS"
He was gettingold and paunchyAnd his hair was falling fast,And he sat around the Legion,Telling stories of the past.Of the wars that he once fought inAnd the deeds that he had done,In his exploits with his buddies;They were heroes, every one.And 'tho sometimes to his neighborsHis tales became a joke,All his buddies listened quietlyFor they knew whereof he spoke.But we'll hear his tales no longer,For old Joe has passed away,And the world's a little poorerFor a Soldier died today.He won't be mourned by many,Just his children and his wife.For he lived an ordinary,Very quiet sort of...
