Back in March, 1983, Art Nelson of Toronto, was lamenting in verse that nobody had seen Kilroy since the war.

Now he regrets that he can’t find a can of M&V (mutton and veal):

Fray Bentos bully beef

Is at your grocery store,

And beans and prunes

And Brussels sprouts

We ate when in the war.

Although we’ve searched

Both high and low,

Nowhere do we see

A single, solitary can

Of delicious M&V

Somewhere in this lovely land,

A veteran there must be

Who has stashed deep

In his old packsack

Some cans of M&V

If he would care to get in touch,

How pleasant it would be

To bring our spoon

And join him soon

For a feast of M&V