Fetch Me a Bucket of Muzzle Blast
By Chris Cunningham

There was a young artilleryman from Nantucket
That the Chief of Smoke sent for a bucket

When the artilleryman returned at last
Smoke sent him to find muzzle blast

We are short of blast too said Gun 1's crew
Check with Gun Number 2

After checking with all he could find he stood very still
And knew he had been had as laughter covered the hill.