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Arms And The Man
By Siegfried Loraine Sassoon
Young Croesus went to pay his call
On Colonel Sawbones, Caxton Hall:
And, though his wound was healed and mended,
He hoped he'd get his leave extended.
The waiting-room was dark and bare.
He eyed a neat-framed notice there
Above the fireplace hung to show
Disabled heroes where to go
For arms and legs; with scale of price,
And words of dignified advice
How officers could get them free.
Elbow or shoulder, hip or knee, -
Two arms, two legs, though all were lost,
They'd be restored him free of cost.
Then a Girl-Guide looked in to say,
"Will Captain Croesus come this way?"
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