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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Little Piou-Piou</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(The French &quot;Tommy&quot;).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, some of us lolled in the chateau,<br> And some of us slinked in the slum;<br>But now we are here with a song and a cheer<br> To serve at the sign of the drum.<br>They put us in trousers of scarlet,<br> In big sloppy ulsters of blue;<br>In boots that are flat, a box of a hat,<br> And they call us the little piou-piou.<br> Piou-piou.<br>The laughing and quaffing piou-piou,<br>The swinging and singing piou-piou;<br>And so with a rattle we march to the battle,<br>The weary but cheery piou-piou.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Encore un petit verre de vin,<br>Pour nous mettre en route;<br>Encore un petit verre de vin<br>Pour nous mettre en train.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They drive us head-on for the slaughter;<br> We haven't got much of a chance;<br>The issue looks bad, but we're awfully glad<br> To battle and die for La France.<br>For some must be killed, that is certain;<br> There's only one's duty to do;<br>So we leap to the fray in the glorious way<br>They expect of the little piou-piou.<br> En avant!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The way of the gallant piou-piou,<br>The dashing and smashing piou-piou;<br>The way grim and gory that leads us to glory<br>Is the way of the little piou-piou.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Allons, enfants de la Patrie,<br>Le jour de gloire est arriv&eacute;.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To-day you would scarce recognise us,<br> Such veterans war-wise are we;<br>So grimy and hard, so calloused and scarred,<br> So &quot;crummy&quot;, yet gay as can be.<br>We've finished with trousers of scarlet,<br> They're giving us breeches of blue,<br>With a helmet instead of a cap on our head, -<br> Yet still we're the little piou-piou.<br> Nous les aurons!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jesting, unresting piou-piou;<br>The cheering, unfearing piou-piou;<br>The keep-your-head-level and fight-like-the-devil;<br>The dying, defying piou-piou.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&Agrave; la bayonette! Jusqu'a la mort!<br>Sonnez la charge, clairons!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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Oh, some of us lolled in the chateau,
 And some of us slinked in the slum;
But now we are here with a song and a cheer
 To serve at the sign of the drum.
They put us in trousers of scarlet,
 In big sloppy ulsters o..."></div>
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