On a few small cars and a busy road.
O the war won’t end if he don’t make good,
’Cause he’s got to send ’em the men and food,
Be it wet or dry or rain or snow.
And they call for Hommes or they want Chevaux,
There’s hell to pay if the stuff don’t go,
So Heaven help the R.T.O.
A. P. Bowen, Sgt., R.T.O.
THE MACHINE GUN
Anywhere and everywhere,