The Givers

"I've given a lot of my time and work To helping my country," says he; "No one can tell you that I am a shirk In the great cause of Liberty!" (Perhaps you have met him? Well, then, forget him!)

John Lampas was a Greek, John Lampas isn't now; He's just a plain American And eating soldier chow. He joined the army recently, But first--he gave away His touring car, his watch, his cash To the Red Cross one day, And then enlisted. "That's all I can do," He said; "and I'm glad to give it, for true!"

He doesn't ask for praise, For jollies, or for guff; He gave because this land gave him A chance--which was enough! He hasn't got a dollar; He's just a khakied man, But, somehow, he seems mighty like A true American! His cash and his watch and his auto he gave, And then himself. Was that foolish, or brave?

So when I hear that other chap Congratulate himself because He gave "some time"--I'd like to rap Him once across his selfish paws! (Because I have met him-- I want to forget him!)