Six. I wins, and tails your loss. 'Nother minute sprinted by 'Fore I knowed it; only four (Break 'em into seconds) more 'Twixt us and Eternity! Every word I've ever said Seems a-shouting in my head! Three. Larst night a little star Fairly shook up in the sky, Frightened by the lullaby Rattled by the dogs of war. Funny thing—that star all white Saw old Blighty too, larst night![Pg 19] [Pg 19] Two. I ain't ashamed o' prayers, They're only wishes sent ter God, Bits o' plants from bloody sod Trailing up His golden stairs. Ninety seconds. Well, who cares!— One. . . . . . .
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