soldier, in a curious land
all across a swaying sea,
take her smile and lift her hand —
have no guilt of me.

solider, when were soldiers true?
if she's kind and sweet and gay,
use the wish I send to you —
lie not lone til day!

only, for the nights that were,
soldier, and the dawns that came,
when in my sleep you turn to her
call her by my name.

Dorothy Parker
War Song

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