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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hello, Soldier!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back again 'n' nothin' missin' barrin' <br>arf a hand, <br>Where an Abdul bit me, chokin' in the Holy <br>Land. <br>'Struth, they got some dirty fighters in the <br>Moslem pack, <br>Bull-nosed slugs their sneakin' snipers spat <br>ters in yer back <br>Blows a gapin' sort iv pit in <br>What a helephant could sit in. <br>Bounced their bullets, if yeh please, <br>Like the 'oppers in a cheese, <br>Off me rubber pelt in droves, <br>Moppin' up the other coves. <br>So here's me once more at large in <br>Bay-street, Port, a bloomin' Sargin'. <br>“Cri, it jumbo.” “Have a beer.” <br>“Wot-o, Anzac; you're a dear.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back once more on Moley's corner, loafin' like <br>a dook; <br>Back on Bourke, me livin' image, not a <br>slinkin' spook; <br>Solid ez the day I started, medals on me <br>chest, <br>Switchin' with me pert melacca, swankin' <br>with the best <br>Where the little wimmen's flowin', <br>With their veils 'n' ribbons blowin'- <br>See their eyes of bloo 'n' brown <br>Butterflyin' 'bout the town! <br>Back at 'ome-oh, 'struth, it's good! <br>Long, cold lagers from the wood, <br>Ev'ry cobber jumpin' at you, <br>Strangers duckin' in to bat you- <br>“Good ole Jumbo, how're you?” <br>“'Ello, soldier, howja do?” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back at Grillo's where the nigger googs his <br>whitey eyes, <br>Plucks his black ole greasy banjo while the <br>cod-steak fries; <br>Fish 'n' chips, a pint iv local, and the tidy <br>girl <br>Dancin' glad attendance on yeh 'zif yeh was <br>an earl; <br>Trailin' round the blazin' city, <br>Feelin' all content 'n' pretty, <br>Where the smart procession goes, <br>Prinked 'n' polished to the shows, <br>One among the happy drive- <br>'Sworth the world to be alive! <br>Dames ez smilin' ez a mother, <br>Ev'ry man ver fav'rit brother: <br>“'Ello, Jumbo, how is it ?” <br>“Arr there, soldier! Good 'n' fit?” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Takin' hozone at St. Kilder's good enough <br>for me, <br>Seein' Summer and the star-blink simmer in <br>the sea; <br>Cantin' up me bloomin' cady, toyin' with a <br>cig., <br>Blowin' out me pout a little, chattin' wide 'n' <br>big <br>When there's skirt around to skite to. <br>Say, 'oo has a better right to? <br>Done me bit 'n' done it well, <br>Got the tag iv plate to tell; <br>Square Gallipoli surviver, <br>With a touch iv Colonel's guyver. <br>“Sargin' Jumbo, good ole son!” <br>“Soldier, soldier, you're the one!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back again, a wounded hero, moochin' up 'n' <br>down, <br>Feelin' 'sthough I'd got a fond arf-Nelson on <br>the town; <br>Never was so gay, so 'elp me, never felt so <br>kind; <br>Fresh from 'ell a paradise ain't very hard to <br>find. <br>After filth, 'n' flies, 'n' slaughter <br>Fat brown babies in the water, <br>Singin' people on the sand <br>Makes a boshter Happy Land! <br>War what toughened hone 'n' hide <br>Turned a feller soft inside! <br>Great it is, the 'earty greetin's, <br>Friendly digs, 'n' cheerful meetin's <br>“'Ello, Jumbo, howja do?” <br>“Soldier, soldier, how're you?”</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>
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Where an Abdul bit me, chokin' in the Holy 
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'Struth, they got some dirty fighters in the 
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