Item 01: Oliver Hogue letters, November 1914-29 December 1915 - Page 182

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[Page 182]

4.
There's a photo on the wall
Of my dugout:
She's the sweetest girl of all  
In my dugout
And when this scrap is over
We will settle in the clover
For she wants a khaki lover
From a dugout

(Thats a bit if romance for luck)

Final spasm

5
Strange the Turks have never found  
My little dugout
For they drop their shells all round
That little dugout
But some day they'll score a hit
High explosive - fair in it
But ere that I guess I'll flit
From my dugout.

O.H

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