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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Straight Griffin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">''Eroes? Orright. You 'ave it 'ow yeh like.<br>Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;<br>But not too much 'Three-'Earty-Cheers' fer Mike;<br>There's other things that 'e'll be wantin' bad.<br>The boys won't 'ave them kid-stakes on their mind<br>Wivout there's somethin' solider be'ind.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now that's the dinkum oil frum Ginger Mick,<br>In 'orspital, somew'ere be'ind the front;<br>Plugged in the neck, an' lately pretty sick,<br>But now right on the converlescent stunt.<br>'I'm on the mend,' 'e writes, 'an' nearly doo<br>To come the 'ero act agen - Scene two.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd sent some papers, knowin' 'ow time drags<br>Wiv blokes in blankits, waitin' fer a cure.<br>'An' 'Struth!' Mick writes, 'the way they et them rags<br>Yeh'd think that they'd bin weaned on litrachure.<br>They wrestled thro' frum 'Births' to 'Lost and Found';<br>They even give the Leaders 'arf a round.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mick spent a bonzer day propped up in bed,<br>Soothin' 'is soul wiv ev'ry sportin' page;<br>But in the football noos the things 'e read<br>Near sent 'im orf 'is top wiv 'oly rage;<br>The way 'is team 'as mucked it earned 'is curse;<br>But 'e jist swallered it - becos uv nurse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' then this 'eadline 'it 'im wiv bokays;<br>'Australian Heroes!' is the song it makes.<br>Mick reads the boys them ringin' words o' praise;<br>But they jist grins a bit an' sez 'Kid stakes!'<br>Sez Mick to nurse, 'You tumble wot I am?<br>A bloomin' little 'ero. Pass the jam!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mick don't say much uv nurse; but 'tween the lines -<br>('Im bein' not too strong on gushin' speech) <br>I seem to see some tell-tale sort o' signs.<br>Sez 'e, 'Me nurse-girl is a bonzer peach,'<br>An' then 'e 'as a line: ''Er sad, sweet look.'<br>'Struth! Ginger must 'a' got it frum a book.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say, I can see ole Ginger, plain as plain,<br>Purrin' to feel the touch u'v 'er cool 'and,<br>Grinnin' a bit to kid 'is wound don't pain,<br>An' yappin' tork she don't 'arf understand,<br>That makes 'er wonder if, back where she lives,<br>They're all reel men be'ind them ugly chivs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But that's orright. Ole Ginger ain't no flirt.<br>'You tell my Rose,' 'e writes, 'she's still the sweet.<br>An' if Long Jim gits rnessin' round that skirt,<br>When I come back I'll do 'im up a treat.<br>Tell 'im, if all me arms an' legs is lame<br>I'll bite the blighter if 'e comes that game!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's jealousy! But Ginger needn't fret.<br>Rose is fer 'im, an' Jim ain't on 'er card;<br>An' since she spragged 'im last time that they met <br>I im ain't inlisted - but 'e's thinkin' 'ard.<br>Mick wus 'er 'ero long before the war,<br>An' now 'e's sort o' chalked a double score.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That's all Sir Garneo. But Mick, 'e's vowed<br>This ''Ail the 'Ero' stunt gits on 'is nerves,<br>An' makes 'im peevish; tho' 'e owns 'is crowd<br>Can mop up all the praises they deserves.<br>'But don't yeh spread the 'ero on too thick<br>If it's exhaustin' yeh,' sez Ginger Mick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We ain't got no objections to the cheers;<br>We're good an' tough, an' we can stand the noise,<br>But three 'oorays and five or six long beers<br>An' loud remarks about 'Our Gallant Boys'<br>Sounds kind o' weak - if you'll ixcuse the word<br>Beside the fightin' sounds we've lately 'eard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If you'll fergive our blushes, we can stand<br>The 'earty cheerin' an' the songs o' praise.<br>The loud 'Osannas uv our native land<br>Makes us feel good an' glad in many ways.<br>An' later, when we land back in a mob,<br>Per'aps we might be arstin' fer a job.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'd 'ate,' sez Mick, 'to 'ave you think us rude,<br>Or take these few remarks as reel bad taste;<br>'Twould 'urt to 'ave it seem ingratichude,<br>Wiv all them 'earty praises gone to waste.<br>We'll take yer word fer it, an' jist remark<br>This 'ero racket is a reel good lark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Once, when they caught me toppin' off a John,<br>The Bench wus stern, an' torked uv dirty work;<br>But, 'Struth! it's bonzer 'ow me fame's come on<br>Since when I took to toppin' off the Turk.<br>So, if it pleases, shout yer loud 'Bravoes,'<br>An' later - don't fergit there's me, an' Rose.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Ginger writes. I gives it word fer word;<br>An' if it ain't the nice perlite reply<br>That nice, perlite old gents would like to've 'eard<br>'0o've been 'ip-'ippin' 'im up to the sky <br>Well, I dunno, I s'pose 'e's gotter learn<br>It's rude fer 'im to speak out uv 'is turn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Eroes. It sounds a bit uv reel orl-right <br>'Our Gallant 'Eroes uv Gallipoli.'<br>But Ginger, when 'e's thinkin' there at night,<br>Uv Rose, an' wot their luck is like to bbe<br>After the echo dies uv all this praise,<br>Well - 'e ain't dazzled wiv three loud 'oorays.</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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Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;
But not too much 'Three-'Earty-Cheers' fer Mike;
There's other things that 'e'll be wantin' bad.
The boys won't 'ave them kid-stakes on their mind
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