It's A Cinch, Private Finch!, Sg'ts Ralph Stein and Harry Brown; 1943; book good condition.
"When Ralph Stein reported for basic training at Camp Lee, Va., he might well have been mistaken for Private Finch. In private life he had been a gadget collector, although for a living he had drawn funny pictures of funny people....In the Army he had hoped to avoid people by concentrating on such gadgets as 105-mm howitzers or half-track engines.
Harry Brown, meanwhile, had been sent to Fort Belvoir, VA. He was a poet suddenly enmeshed in a giant System; he had left a sedentary writer's life for the hand-begriming, back-breaking Corps of Army Engineers. Such a fate would try any poet's soul..."