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Rudyard Kipling - Birds of Prey MarchRudyard Kipling - Birds of Prey March
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March!  The mud is cakin` good about our trousies. Front! eyes front, an` watch the Colour-casin`s drip. Front!  The faces of the women in the `ouses Ain`t the kind o` things to take aboard the ship.     Cheer!  An` we`ll never march to victory.     Cheer!  An` we`ll never live to `ear the cannon roar!         The Large Birds o` Prey         They will carry us away,     An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more! Wheel!  Oh, keep your touch; we`re goin` round a corner. Time! mark time, an` let the men be`ind us close. Lord! the transport`s full, an` `alf our lot not on `er Cheer, O cheer!  We`re going off where no one knows. March!  The Devil`s none so black as `e is painted! Cheer!  We`ll `ave some fun before we`re put away. `Alt, an` `and `er out a woman`s gone and fainted! Cheer!  Get on Gawd `elp the married men to-day! Hoi!  Come up, you `ungry beggars, to yer sorrow. (`Ear them say they want their tea, an` want it quick!) You won`t have no mind for slingers, not to-morrow No; you`ll put the `tween-decks stove out, bein` sick! `Alt!  The married kit `as all to go before us! `Course it`s blocked the bloomin` gangway up again! Cheer, O cheer the `Orse Guards watchin` tender o`er us, Keepin` us since eight this mornin` in the rain! Stuck in `eavy marchin`-order, sopped and wringin` Sick, before our time to watch `er `eave an` fall, `Ere`s your `appy `ome at last, an` stop your singin`. `Alt!  Fall in along the troop-deck!  Silence all!     Cheer!  For we`ll never live to see no bloomin` victory!     Cheer!  An` we`ll never live to `ear the cannon roar!  (One cheer more!)         The jackal an` the kite         `Ave an `ealthy appetite,     An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more!  (`Ip!  Urroar!)         The eagle an` the crow         They are waitin` ever so,     An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more!  (`Ip!  Urroar!)         Yes, the Large Birds o` Prey         They will carry us away,     An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more!
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