Trenchfoot
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Well how do you do, young Willie McBride Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside? And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done I see by your gravestone, you were only nineteen When you joined the great fallen in 1916. I hope you died well and I hope you died clean Or young Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

