Item 05: Sydney B. Young war diary, 25 September 1917-6 February 1918 - Page 71

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[Page 71]

I fear he'd waxed excessively convivial.
With the fine fermented liquor he'd had strife
He had gazed upon the vintage when twas crimson
When bacchanalian revelry was rife
He'd partaken of therassic lubrication
And with ambrosial nectar he was lined
I regret to say he was non compos mentis
In fact "he was blind"

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