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WOMAN TROUBLE.

I’ve fallen in love with a WAAC and a WAVE, Which is really a terrible state, For I find myself willing to be either’s slave, When we happen to be on a date. But when I’m alone, I am torn ’twixt the two And am never sufficiently brave To face them together and learn what to do By comparing the WAAC and the WAVE. And therefore I struggle to make up my mind, That wavers ’twixt WAAC-y and WAVE-y, As to whether my future were never assigned To the feminine Army or Navy. If I cling to the WAVE, must I wave to the WAAC, “ Fare thee well, we were destined to part”? If I cling to the WAAC, must .1 always look back To the thrill that the WAVE brought my heart? Or, making it plain, could I ever behave If I found myself faced with the lack Of the charms of the beautiful WAAC —or the WAVE, Or the WAVE or the beautiful WAAC? Do you get my dilemma? It’s grave, heaven knows ( And I’m slated to ruin or slaughter, Till I waive both the WAAC and the WAVE and propose To my boss’ ununiformed daughter. —From Yank.”

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Arawa Guerilla, Issue 19, 1 October 1943, Page 8

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WOMAN TROUBLE. Arawa Guerilla, Issue 19, 1 October 1943, Page 8

WOMAN TROUBLE. Arawa Guerilla, Issue 19, 1 October 1943, Page 8