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Robert Louis Stevenson - Marching Song
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Bring the comb and play upon it! 
Marching, here we come! 
Willie cocks his highland bonnet, 
Johnnie beats the drum. 

Mary Jane commands the party, 
Peter leads the rear; 
Feet in time, alert and hearty, 
Each a Grenadier! 

All in the most martial manner 
Marching double-quick; 
While the napkin, like a banner, 
Waves upon the stick! 

Here`s enough of fame and pillage, 
Great commander Jane! 
Now that we`ve been round the village, 
Let`s go home again.
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