Siegfried Sassoon, "Twelve Months After"

Twelve Months After Hullo! here's my platoon, the lot I had last year. 'The war'll be over soon.'              'What 'opes?'                      'No bloody fear!'Then, 'Number Seven, 'shun! All present and correct.'They're standing in the sun, impassive and erect.Young Gibson with his grin; and Morgan, tired and white;Jordan, who's out to win a D.C.M. some night;And Hughes that's keen on wiring;