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war_poetry2015-11-25 02:00 am
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Jessie Pope, 'Socks'
Socks
Shining pins that dart and click
In the fireside's sheltered peace
Check the thoughts that cluster thick-
20 plain and then decrease.
He was brave, well, so was I,
Keen and merry, but his lip
Quivered when he said good-bye
Purl the seam-stitch, purl and slip.
Never used to living rough,
Lots of things he'd got to learn;
Wonder if he's warm enough
Knit 2, catch 2, knit 1, turn.
Hark! The paper-boys again!
Wish that shout could be suppressed;
Keeps one always on the strain,
Knit off 9, and slip the rest.
Wonder if he's fighting now,
What he's done and where he's been;
He'll come out on top, somehow
Slip 1, knit 2, purl 14.
By Jessie Pope
Shining pins that dart and click
In the fireside's sheltered peace
Check the thoughts that cluster thick-
20 plain and then decrease.
He was brave, well, so was I,
Keen and merry, but his lip
Quivered when he said good-bye
Purl the seam-stitch, purl and slip.
Never used to living rough,
Lots of things he'd got to learn;
Wonder if he's warm enough
Knit 2, catch 2, knit 1, turn.
Hark! The paper-boys again!
Wish that shout could be suppressed;
Keeps one always on the strain,
Knit off 9, and slip the rest.
Wonder if he's fighting now,
What he's done and where he's been;
He'll come out on top, somehow
Slip 1, knit 2, purl 14.
By Jessie Pope