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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511177" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tommy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,<br>The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."<br>The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,<br>I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:<br> O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";<br> But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play,<br> The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,<br> O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play.<br> <br>I went into a theatre as sober as could be,<br>They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;<br>They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls,<br>But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!<br> For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside";<br> But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide,<br> The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,<br> O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide.<br> <br>Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep<br>Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;<br>An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit<br>Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.<br> Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, 'ow's yer soul?"<br> But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll,<br> The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,<br> O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll.<br> <br>We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,<br>But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;<br>An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,<br>Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;<br> While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind",<br> But it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind,<br> There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,<br> O it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind.<br> <br>You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires, an' all:<br>We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.<br>Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face<br>The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.<br> For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!"<br> But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot;<br> An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;<br> An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool -- you bet that Tommy sees!</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=511177" data-title="Tommy de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer, The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here." The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die, I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I: O it's Tommy thi..."></div> </div> </div>
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