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An' the Captain saw the shrapnel (which is sixan'-thirty clear).

('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!)

"Will you draw the weight," sez 'e, "or will you draw the beer?"

An' we didn't keep 'im waitin' very long.

For the Captain, etc.

Then we trotted gentle, not to break the bloomin' glass,

Though the Arabites 'ad all their ranges marked; But we dursn't 'ardly gallop, for the most was bottled Bass,

An' we'd dreamed of it since we was disembarked.

So we fired economic with the shells we 'ad in 'and, ('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!)

But the beggars under cover 'ad the impidence to

stand,

An' we couldn't keep 'em waitin' very long.

And the Captain, etc.

So we finished 'arf the liquor (an' the Captain took champagne),

An' the Arabites was shootin' all the while;

An' we left our wounded 'appy with the empties on the plain,

An' we used the bloomin' guns for pro-jec-tile! We limbered up an' galloped-there were nothin' else to do

('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!)

An' the Battery come a-boundin' like a boundin'

kangaroo,

But they didn't watch us comin' very long.

As the Captain, etc.

We was goin' most extended-we was drivin' very fine,

An' the Arabites were loosin' 'igh an' wide, Till the Captain took the glassy with a rattlin' right incline,

An' we dropped upon their 'eads the other side. Then we give 'em quarter-such as 'adn't up and

cut,

('Orse-Gunners, listen to my song!)

An' the Captain stood a limberful of fizzy-somethin' Brutt,

But we didn't leave it fizzing very long.

For the Captain, etc.

We might ha' been court-martialled, but it all come out all right

When they signalled us to join the main command.

There was every round expended, there was every gunner tight,

An' the Captain waved a corkscrew in 'is 'and!

But the Captain had 'is jacket, etc.

THE 'EATHEN.

THE 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone;

'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is own;

'E keeps 'is side-arms awful: 'e leaves 'em all about,

An' then comes up the regiment an' pokes the 'eathen out.

All along o' dirtiness, all along o' mess,
All along o' doin' things rather-more-or-less,
All along of abby-nay,* kul,† and hazar-ho, ‡
Mind you keep your rifle an' yourself jus' so!

The young recruit is 'aughty-'e draf's from Gawd knows where;

They bid 'im show 'is stockin's an' lay 'is mattress

square;

*Not now. To-morrow. Wait a bit.

'E calls it bloomin' nonsense-'e doesn't know, no

more

An' then up comes 'is company an' kicks 'em round the floor!

The young recruit is 'ammered-'e takes it very 'ard;

'E 'angs 'is 'ead an' mutters-'e sulks about the yard;

'E talks o' "cruel tyrants" 'e'll swing for by-an'bye,

An' the others 'ears an' mocks 'im, an' the boy goes off to cry.

The young recruit is silly-'e thinks o' suicide;
'E's lost 'is gutter-devil; 'e 'asn't got 'is pride;
But day by day they kicks 'im, which 'elps 'im on
a bit,

Till 'e finds 'isself one mornin' with a full an'
proper kit.

Gettin' clear o' dirtiness, gettin' done with

mess,

Gettin' shut o' doin' things rather-more-or-
less;

Not so fond of abby-nay, kul, nor hazar-ho,
Learns to keep 'is rifle an' 'isself jus' so!

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