Bomb . ously fight it all out to a finish In spite of all this ado,But dont get too flip till you grab on to your dip. Then do as cadets should do. —D. H. Leake io6 ^t\it Song of a Mn^ Been. When I was a sergeant bold, Oh, my ! how I did run,To Sock the rats and make them tin Was the jolliest kind of fun. But when the Hnals came at last. And the official list was Branch, must have forgotten me Or thought that I was dead. So now instead of sash and plume, And head high in the air,I m hunted like some poor wild beast— Some tiger in his lair. For I am but a private now, And awf
Bomb . ously fight it all out to a finish In spite of all this ado,But dont get too flip till you grab on to your dip. Then do as cadets should do. —D. H. Leake io6 ^t\it Song of a Mn^ Been. When I was a sergeant bold, Oh, my ! how I did run,To Sock the rats and make them tin Was the jolliest kind of fun. But when the Hnals came at last. And the official list was Branch, must have forgotten me Or thought that I was dead. So now instead of sash and plume, And head high in the air,I m hunted like some poor wild beast— Some tiger in his lair. For I am but a private now, And awfully slack at rammed by all the corps and subs To make the guard list fat. —E. Mc. 107 ^t\it 0aest. All, long and eagerly he sought, And turned his clothing oer and oer; Felt all the floor both far and near, And many a. good round oath he swore. And still he searched, and searched again,This poor unfortunate young man ; In vain—he could not find his sock,And so at rev. he absent ran. io8.
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