An Engineer Poem
We lay down all their rolling roads and cut down all their trees.
And if the orders ever come we forget the raging seas.
Whenever they want to sleep awhile we put them up a town.
And we build the blasted bridges so the infantry wont drown.
We get them over rivers and across mountain streams.
Do everything but tuck them in and wish them pleasant dreams.
And when the going really gets tough and the shells burst in their ears.
A whole division is apt to pray, “God send the Engineers.”