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| An Old Favorite |
| 2005-07-10 |
| You talk oâ better food for us, anâ schools, anâ fires, anâ all: Weâll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational. Donât mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face The Widowâs Uniform is not the soldier-manâs disgrace. For itâs Tommy this, anâ Tommy that, anâ âChuck him out, the brute!â But itâs âSaviour of âis countryâ when the guns begin to shoot; Anâ itâs Tommy this, anâ Tommy that, anâ anything you please; Anâ Tommy ainât a bloominâ foolâyou bet that Tommy sees! Last stanza of a Rudyard Kipling poem; Tommy being, of course, the stereotypical British soldier. |
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| Posted by: Mrs. Davis 2005-07-10 19:05 |
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| Posted by: trailing wife 2005-07-10 18:40 |
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| Posted by: Bobby 2005-07-10 18:24 |
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| Posted by: Dave D. 2005-07-10 09:52 |