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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Call Of Stoush</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wot price ole Ginger Mick? 'E's done a break -<br> Gone to the flamin' war to stoush the foe.<br>Wus it fer glory, or a woman's sake? <br> Ar, arst me somethin' easy! I dunno.<br>'Is Kharki clobber set 'im off a treat,<br>That's all I know; 'is motive's got me beat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ole Mick 'e's trainin' up in Cairo now; <br> An' all the cops in Spadger's Lane is sad.<br>They miss 'is music in the midnight row<br> Wot time the pushes mix it good an' glad.<br>Fer 'e wus one o' them, you understand,<br>Wot 'soils the soshul life uv this fair land.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A peb wus Mick; a leery bloke wus 'e,<br> Low down, an' given to the brinnin' cup; <br>The sort o' chap that coves like you an' me<br> Don't mix wiv, 'cos of our strick bringin's-up.<br>An' 'e wus sich becos unseein' Fate<br>Lobbed 'im in life a 'undred years too late.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'E wus a man uv vierlence, wus Mick,<br> Coarse wiv 'is speech an' in 'is manner low,<br>Slick wiv 'is 'ands, an' 'andy wiv a brick<br> When bricks wus needful to defeat a foe.<br>An' now 'e's gone an' mizzled to the war,<br>An' some blokes 'as the nerve to arst 'Wot for? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wot for? gawstruth! 'E wus no patriot<br> That sits an' brays advice in days uv strife; <br>'E never flapped no flags nor sich like rot; <br> 'E never sung 'Gawsave' in all 'is life.<br>'E wus dispised be them that make sicg noise:<br>But now - O strike! - 'e's 'one uv our brave boys.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'E's one uv our brave boys, all right, all right.<br> 'Is early trainin' down in Spadgers Lane<br>Done 'im no 'arm fer this 'ere orl-in fight:<br> 'Is loss o' culcher is 'is country's gain.<br>'Im wiv 'is carst-ir'n chiv an' leery ways -<br>An' swell tarts 'eavin' 'im sweet words o' praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why did 'e go? 'E 'ad a decent job,<br> 'Is tart an' 'im they could 'a' made it right.<br>Why does a wild bull fight to guard the mob? <br> Why does a bloomin' bull-ant look fer fight? <br>Why does a rooster scrap an' flap an' crow? <br>'E went becos 'e dam well 'ad to go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'E never spouted no 'igh-soundin' stuff<br> About stern jooty an' 'is country's call; <br>But, in 'is way, 'e 'eard it right enough<br> A-callin' like the shout uv 'On the Ball! '<br>Wot time the footer brings the clicks great joy,<br>An' Saints or Carlton roughs it up wiv 'Roy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The call wot came to cave-men in the days<br> When rocks wus stylish in the scrappin' line; <br>The call wot knights 'eard in the minstrel's lays,<br> That sent 'em in tin soots to Palerstine; <br>The call wot draws all fighters to the fray<br>It come to Mick, an' Mick 'e must obey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Call uv Stoush! ... It's older than the 'ills.<br> Lovin' an' fightin' - there's no more to tell<br>Concernin' men. an' when that feelin' thrills<br> The blood uv them 'oo's fathers mixed it well,<br>They 'ave to 'eed it - bein' 'ow they're built -<br>As traders 'ave to 'eed the clink uv gilt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' them whose gilt 'as stuffed 'em stiff wiv pride<br> An' 'aughty scorn uv blokes like Ginger Mick -<br>I sez to them, put sich crook thorts aside,<br> An' don't lay on the patronage too think.<br>Orl men is brothers when it comes to lash<br>An' 'aughty scorn an' Culcher does their lash.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>War ain't no giddy garden feete - it's war:<br> A game that calls up love an' 'atred both.<br>An' them that shudders at the sight o' gore,<br> An' shrinks to 'ear a drunken soljer's oath,<br>Must 'ide be'ind the man wot 'eaves the bricks,<br>An' thank their Gawd for all their Ginger Micks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Becos 'e never 'ad the chance to find<br> The glory o' the world by land an' sea,<br>Becos the beauty 'idin' in 'is mind<br> Wus not writ plain fer blokes like you an' me,<br>They calls 'im crook; but in 'im I 'ave found<br>Wot makes a man a man the world around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be'ind that dile uv 'is, as 'ard as sin,<br> Wus strange, soft thorts that never yet showed out; <br>An' down in Spadger's Lane, in dirt an' din,<br> 'E dreamed sich dreams as poits sing about.<br>'E's 'ad 'is visions uv the Bonzer Tart; <br>An' stoushed some coot to ease 'is swellin' 'eart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lovin' an' fightin'... when the tale is told,<br> That's all there is to it; an' in their way<br>Them brave an' noble 'ero blokes uv old<br> Wus Ginger Micks - the crook 'uns uv their day.<br>Jist let the Call uv Stoush give 'im 'is chance<br>An' Ginger Mick's the 'ero of Romance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Ginger Mick 'e's mizzled to the war; <br> Joy in 'is 'eart, an' wild dreams in 'is brain; <br>Gawd 'elp the foe that 'e goes gunnin' for<br> If tales is true they tell in Spadger's Lane -<br>Tales that ud fairly freeze the gentle 'earts<br>Uv them 'oo knits 'is socks - the Culchered Tarts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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 Gone to the flamin' war to stoush the foe.
Wus it fer glory, or a woman's sake? 
 Ar, arst me somethin' easy! I dunno.
'Is Kharki clobber set 'im off a treat,
That's all I know; 'is motive's got me b..."></div>
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