<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Birds Of Prey March</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies.<br> Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip.<br>Front! The faces of the women in the 'ouses<br> Ain't the kind o' things to take aboard the ship.<br> <br> Cheer! An' we'll never march to victory.<br> Cheer! An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar!<br> The Large Birds o' Prey<br> They will carry us away,<br> An' you'll never see your soldiers any more!<br> <br>Wheel! Oh, keep your touch; we're goin' round a corner.<br> Time! -- mark time, an' let the men be'ind us close.<br>Lord! the transport's full, an' 'alf our lot not on 'er --<br> Cheer, O cheer! We're going off where no one knows.<br> <br>March! The Devil's none so black as 'e is painted!<br> Cheer! We'll 'ave some fun before we're put away.<br>'Alt, an' 'and 'er out -- a woman's gone and fainted!<br> Cheer! Get on -- Gawd 'elp the married men to-day!<br> <br>Hoi! Come up, you 'ungry beggars, to yer sorrow.<br> ('Ear them say they want their tea, an' want it quick!)<br>You won't have no mind for slingers, not to-morrow --<br> No; you'll put the 'tween-decks stove out, bein' sick!<br> <br>'Alt! The married kit 'as all to go before us!<br> 'Course it's blocked the bloomin' gangway up again!<br>Cheer, O cheer the 'Orse Guards watchin' tender o'er us,<br> Keepin' us since eight this mornin' in the rain!<br> <br>Stuck in 'eavy marchin'-order, sopped and wringin' --<br> Sick, before our time to watch 'er 'eave an' fall,<br>'Ere's your 'appy 'ome at last, an' stop your singin'.<br> 'Alt! Fall in along the troop-deck! Silence all!<br> <br> Cheer! For we'll never live to see no bloomin' victory!<br> Cheer! An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar! (One cheer more!)<br> The jackal an' the kite<br> 'Ave an 'ealthy appetite,<br> An' you'll never see your soldiers any more! ('Ip! Urroar!)<br> The eagle an' the crow<br> They are waitin' ever so,<br> An' you'll never see your soldiers any more! ('Ip! Urroar!)<br> Yes, the Large Birds o' Prey<br> They will carry us away,<br> An' you'll never see your soldiers any more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</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=510706" data-title="Birds Of Prey March de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies. Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip. Front! The faces of the women in the 'ouses Ain't the kind o' things to take aboard the ship. Cheer! An' we'll never march to victory. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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