Wilful Missing (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get ...
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
(Non-commissioned Officers in Charge of Prisoners) When by the labor of my 'ands I've 'elped to pack a transport tight ...
We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa -- Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa -- (Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war! ...
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
I COFT a stane o' haslock woo', To mak a wab to Johnie o't; For Johnie is my only jo, ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
I've been sittin' starin', starin' at 'is muddy pair of boots, And tryin' to convince meself it's 'im. (Look out ...
Oh, weren't they the fine boys! You never saw the beat of them, Singing all together with their throats bronze-bare; ...
Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher There's a ...
You make it in your mess-tin by the brazier's rosy gleam; You watch it cloud, then settle amber clear; You ...
'God' is composed of letters three, But if you put an 'l' Before the last it seems to me A ...
No, Bill, I'm not a-spooning out no patriotic tosh (The cove be'ind the sandbags ain't a death-or-glory cuss). And though ...
I'm crawlin' out in the mangolds to bury wot's left o' Joe -- Joe, my pal, and a good un ...
A-sittin' in the Bull and Pump With double gins to keep us cheery Says she to me, says Polly Crump" ...
Three Triangles TRIANGLE ONE My husband put some poison in my beer, And fondly hoped that I would drink it ...
Sez I: My Country calls? Well, let it call. I grins perlitely and declines wiv thanks. Go, let 'em plaster ...
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