The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin
And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks
Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din;
‘We’re sure the Kaiser loves our dear old Tanks!’
I’d like to see a Tank come down the stalls,
Lurching to rag-time tunes, or ‘Home, sweet Home’,
And there’d be no more jokes in Music-halls
To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.
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From guest Bellatrix Orange (contact)
This is a very intellectual and heart felt poem full of rage at the attitudes of the people in England during the war. We are studying this in school and I personally thank that Sassoon is an extremley good poet and by using language and rhyme he conveys his point strongly. -
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From guest Chloe (contact)
Would it be possibly for you to actually give me some information, about this poem. I dont have any information on it and i need it for my school work
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