He marches all the way to the front, singing Tipperary and smoking his pipe, forage cap on the back of his head. Reaching the line, he is put into a filthy hole in the ground & stays there until 1918. If he survives, he is fed a tastless, meagre diet of bully beef & biscuits. Most days, if he's not being shelled or bombed, he goes over the top... never sees a general, while rats gnaw the dead bodies of his comrades.
— May 22, 2025 08:43AM
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