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Show YANK O' THE MARNE j j Written by a member of the Griz- j zlies. Oh the English and the Irish and the 'owling Scotties too, The Canucks and Austryliums, and the 'airly French Pollu, j The only thing that bothered us a I year before we knew j Was 'ow 'ell the Yanks 'ud look, an' i wot they'd do. They 'adrr't 'da no trying; they didn't did-n't know the game, They 'aidn't never marched it much their shootin' was the syme, An' the only thing that bothered us that day in lawst July I Was 'ow in 'ell the line'd hold, if they should run aw'y. I j Them leggy, noisy new 'uns just came ' across thp sen I We couldn't 'elp but wonder 'ow in ; 'ell their guts 'ud be, An' the only thing that bothered us in all our staggering ranks Was what in 'ell 'ud 'appen we'en the 'uns 'ad at the Yanks. I My word' It 'appened sudden w'en the drive 'ad first begun; i We seed the Yanks a-runnin' Gaw ! Blymy 'ow they run, ! But the only thing that bothered us I that seed the chase begin, Was 'ow in 'ell to stop 'em for'e they got into Berlin. i They didn't 'ave no tactics but the bloody manual, They 'adn't learned no horders but ; "Coprky" an' "Give 'em 'ell." But the only thing that, bothered u about them leggy lads Was 'ow in 'ell to pet the chow to feed their "Kamerads." So we're standin' all together in a sliffish firing line"; Tf anyone should ask you. yon enn spy we're doin' fine. Put th only thing that bothers is j and that doesn't bother much. i Is 'nw in 'ell to get the dirt to bury' all the Dutch. j |