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Johnnie and I were married. England then Had been a week at war, and all the men Wore uniform, as English people can, Unconscious of it. Percy, the best man, As thin as paper and as smart as paint, Bade us good-by with admirable restraint, Went from the church to catch his train to hell; And died--saving his batman from a shell.