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Ezra Pound - Alf’s Fourth Bit
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Rudyard the dud yard,
Rudyard the false measure,
Told `em that glory
Ain`t always a pleasure,
But said it wuz glorious nevertheless
To lick the boots of the bloke
That makes the worst mess.

Keep up the grand system
Don`t tell what you know,
Your grandad got the rough edge.
Ain`t it always been so ?
Your own ma` warn`t no better
Than the Duchess of Kaugh.
My cousin`s named Baldwin
An` `e looks like a tofft

You `ark to the sargent,
And don`t read no books;
Go to God like a sojer;
What counts is the looks.
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