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So Long, Willie

From The Times Dispatch, November 3, 1913. By Roy K. Moulton.

The surgeons rub their hands in glee and sharpen up their saws,
    And Willie’s mother breathes a hopeless sigh.
Her heart of hearts is grieving and the teardrops fall because
    It’s time to bid her Willie boy goodbye.
He is a husky youngster and was never sick a day,
    But one can never tell what will befall.
He may be brought back to her in a basket or he may
    Be brought back to her never more at all.
You cannot blame the lady for her heart throbs and her fears,
    However vain and needless they may seem,
For little Willie’s chosen for a sad fate it appears;
    He has been picked for halfback on the team.

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