Has anybody here seen Kilroy?

Art Nelson of Toronto laments that nowhere since the war has he seen the graffiti of Kilroy, the little man with the long nose chinning himself to peer over a wall.

But let Nelson tell it:

When Allied troops went off to war

With all their kit and gear,

They soon ran into drawings

And the words ‘Kilroy was here.’

Whether at the front in battle

Or resting at the rear,

No matter when or where they went

They read ‘Kilroy was here.’

No one ever met this guy

Or shared with him a beer;

He’d always left for some place else,

But still, ‘Kilroy was here.’

After all our years in Civvy Street,

One thing remains unclear:

What happened to that little man

Who wrote ‘Kilroy was here’?