Remembrance Day: A Tribute to our Four-Legged Soldiers

 

 

I'm only a cavalry charger,
And I'm dying as fast as I can
(For my body is riddled with bullets-
They've potted both me and my man);
And though I've no words to express it,
I'm trying this message to tell
To kind folks who work for the Red Cross-
Oh, please help the Blue one as well!
My master was one in a thousand,
And I loved him with all this poor heart
(For horses are built just like humans;
Be kind to them-they'll do their part);
I'm only a cavalry charger,
And my eyes are becoming quite dim
(I really don't mind though I'm "done for",
So long as I'm going to him);-
But first I would plead for my comrades,
Who're dying and suffering too-
Oh, please help the poor wounded horses!
I'm sure that you would-if you knew.