When blanket round us we do fold,
It doth keep out the wind and cold;
And when house is near to great fire,
Wet blankets save from ruin dire.
A General in Mexico
Advanced against Indian foe,
But Indians did hold the field,
Protected by wet blanket shield.
While Mexicans by hundreds fall,
Each pierced by an Indian ball;
Wet blanket it must hang quite loose,
Or for protection ’tis no use.
Thus Indians rushed o’er the field,
And caused the Mexicans to yield;
The savages they were more wise
Than Christian foe did them despise.
As a shield we high must rank it,
So light you cannot outflank it;
The bullets glance off from the blanket,
For its uses we must thank it.