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Show In The Bag One thing I'd like to know, I swear Before I grow much older, Is what is in those bags WAVES wear, Suspended from the shoulder. Do they contain I wonder, maps, With all the facts essential, And documents of state, perhaps, And paper confidential. As well as sterner stuffs of war, Like arms and ammunition, And knives and bayonets used for The close-up combat mission, Or are they filled, and filled to much, As once was their deportment? With powder puffs and rouge and such, And feminine assortment? I do not know, and it may be I'll never probe the matter But 'till I'm told or, better, see, I'm guessing it's the latter. |