<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374754" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>BillJim</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down to it is Plugger Bill, <br>Lyin' crumpled, white 'n' still. <br>Me 'n' him <br>Chips in when the scrap begins, <br>Carin' nothin' for our skins, <br>Chi-iked as the 'Eavenly Twins- <br>Bill 'n' Jim. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They 'ave outed Bill at last, <br>Slugged me cobber hard 'n' fast. <br>It's a kill. <br>See the purple of his lip <br>'N' the red 'n' oozy drip! <br>Ends our great ole partnership- <br>Jim 'n' Bill </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mates we was when we was kids; <br>Camp, 'n' ship, 'n' Pyramids, <br>Him 'n' me <br>Hung together, 'n' we tore <br>Up the heights from Helles shore, <br>Bill a long 'arf head afore, <br>Fine to see! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then it was we took a touch- <br>Simple puncture, nothin' much; <br>But we lay <br>'N' we stays the count, it seems, <br>In a sorter realm of dreams <br>Where the sun infernal gleams <br>Night 'n' day; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Boilin', fryin' achin', dumb, <br>Waitin' till the stretchers come, <br>Patiently. <br>I hangs on to 'arf a cup. <br>Which I wants ole Bill to sup. <br>Damn if he ain't savin' up <br>His for me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When they come to lift my head <br>I am softly kiddin' dead, <br>For a game, <br>So's they'll first take on his gills. <br>Over, though, me scheme he spills- <br>Bli'me, this ole take-down Bill's <br>Done the same! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he isn't kiddin' now, <br>And it knocks me anyhow <br>Seein' him. <br>We was both agreed before, <br>Though it got 'em by the score, <br>Two was goin' to beat this war- <br>But 'n' Jim. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mate o' mine, yiv stayed it through. <br>Hard luck, Bill-for me 'n' you <br>Hard 'n' grim. <br>They have got me Cobber true, <br>But I'm stickin' tight ez glue…. <br>Bill, there's one who'll plug for two- <br>It is Jim!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+George+Dyson">Edward George Dyson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374754" data-title="BillJim de Edward George Dyson" data-description="Down to it is Plugger Bill, Lyin' crumpled, white 'n' still. Me 'n' him Chips in when the scrap begins, Carin' nothin' for our skins, Chi-iked as the 'Eavenly Twins- Bill 'n' Jim. They 'ave outed Bill at last, Slugged me cobber hard 'n' f..."></div> </div> </div>

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