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Carpet Rodent
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Our British contingent will probably remember some of these ones all too well:
----------------------------------------Mary's pigs had foot-and-mouth, "This crisis", cried she, "needs tackling" "Now all I have is one burnt field..." "And 14 tons of Crackling" ---------------------------------------- Mary had a little lamb, She called him Little Ralph, But now he's burning in a field, Because of foot-and-mouth. ----------------------------------------
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Carpet Rodent
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Mary had a little lamb,
----------------------------------------She thought it rather silly, She threw him up into the air, And caught him by his Willy was a sheepdog, Lying in the grass, When along came a Bumble-Bee, That stung him on the, Ask no questions, Tell no lies, I saw two policemen doing up their Flies are dirty, Bees are worse, And that is the end of this little verse. ----------------------------------------- Simple Simon, Met a pieman, Going to the fair, Said Simple Simon to the pieman, "Can I taste your ware?" "Do you like it?" asked the pieman, Simon said "Of course" Said the pieman to Simple Simon, "It used to be my horse"
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John Brown's baby has a pimple on his chin,
----------------------------------------John Brown's baby has a pimple on his chin, John Brown's baby has a pimple on his chin, And a pimple on his **** '*** too. Glory, glory, Halleluyah, Glory, glory, Halleluyah, Glory, glory, Halleluyah, And a pimple on his **** '*** too. Some marching songs and bugle calls From the halls of Montezuma , To the shores of Tripoli . . . . . . and a parody! We're the 163 Field Ambulance And a proper shower we are. We're the 163 Field Ambulance, And we come from near and far. From the North of Scotland's frozen hills To the shores of Plymouth Rock, And from Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch ... . Reveille (1) (Navy?) Get out of bed Get out of bed You lazy back stud. Hands off cox and put on your sox. Reveille (2) Army Charley, Charley, You gotta get up this morning. Charley, Charley, You gotta get out of your bed. Reveille (3) (American) You've got to get up, You've got to get up, You've got to get up this morning, You've got to get up, You've got to get up, You've got to get out of your bed. [Edit 2 times, last edit by Former Member at May 18, 2007 12:18:08 PM] |
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Carpet Rodent
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Little Boy Blew... Hey, he needed the money!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A variation of Haldav's earlier "A.A. Milne did NOT write" Hush,Hush,whisper "Who's there?" Little boy sits at the foot of the stair. Blood on the ceiling and fur on the mat, Christopher Robin castrated the cat. -------------------------------------------- Little girl, Little girl, Where have you been? I've been up to London to model for Queen. Little girl, Little girl, What did you do there? Stood around, leapt around, jumped around bare. Little girl, Little girl, What happened then? Nothing... They're funny, these camera men!
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More bugle calls
----------------------------------------Jankers You can be a defaulter as long as you like As long as you answer the call Cook house Come to the cook house door, boys Come to the cook house door. If you see the sergeant cook, punch him in the jaw. Parade Fall in A, fall in B, fall in ev'ry company. Boys' Brigade We are the Boys' Brigade We feed on marmalade Half a pound of biscuits And a bottle of lemonade [Edit 1 times, last edit by Former Member at May 29, 2007 7:33:14 PM] |
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ANCHULA-MARK
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When roses are red
----------------------------------------they're ready for pluckin' When girls are 16 they're ready for going out with. |
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ANCHULA-MARK
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I wish I was a glow worm
----------------------------------------a glow worm's never glum 'cos how can you be grumpy when the sun shines out your bum |
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They say there's a troopship just leaving Bombay, Bound for old Blighty's shore. Heavily laden with time-expired men, Bound for the land they adore. There's many an old sweat just finishing his time, There's many a twerp signing on, You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, So cheer up, my lads, **** 'em all. Chorus ------ **** 'em all, - **** 'em all. The long and the short and the tall, **** all the sergeants and WO1's, **** all the corporals and their bastard sons, For we're saying goodbye to them all, As back to their billets they crawl, We've all got to share it, so just grin and bear it And cheer up my lads, **** them all. They say if you work hard you'll get better pay, We've heard all that before. Blanco your brasses and bootblack your beds Burnish the barrack room floor. There's many an erk in the glasshouse today For writing rude words on the wall. You'll not get your ticket; you'll just have to stick it So cheer up my lads **** 'em all [Edit 1 times, last edit by Former Member at Jun 10, 2007 10:49:13 AM] |
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Marching song with bugle accompaniment, to the tune of "Jean Baptiste, pourquoi"
You're in the army now, No longer behind the plow; You'll never get rich By digging a ditch. You're in the army now. Variant on ANCHULA-MARK's When olives are green, They're ready for plucking. When girls are sixteen They learn about cooking. |
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Frumpty Dumpty sat in the mall.
Frumpty Dumpty had a great Fall. She had a great Winter, Spring, Summer, and now She's ruined her credit, the stupid old sow. |
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