“I may be some time.” – and out he went.
“I am going outside and I may be some time.”
Lawrence “Titus” Oates just left the tent.
After many months that they had spent
together, British men, all in their prime.
“I may be some time.” – and out he went.
The others knew exactly what he meant:
Out of Putney, life; into the rime.
Lawrence “Titus” Oates just left the tent.
To be remembered always as a gent.
To be remembered once more with a rhyme.
“I may be some time.” – and out he went
With not a trace to stay, to document.
The flapping tent counting down his time
Lawrence “Titus” Oates just left the tent
to save his mates, despite some discontent.
An epic failure briefly so sublime:
“I may be some time.” – and out he went.
Lawrence “Titus” Oates just left the tent.
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