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We've chivied the Naga an' Looshai, we've give the Afreedeeman fits, we guns that are built in two bits -- 'Tss! 'Tss! If a beggar can't march, why, we kills 'im an' rattles 'im into 'is grave. D'you say that you sweat with the field-guns? For you all love the screw-guns . . . The eagles is screamin' around us, the river's a-moanin' below, we're out on the rocks an' the snow, The rattle an' stamp o' the lead-mules -- For you all love the screw-guns . . . There's a wheel on the Horns o' the Mornin', An' a drop into nothin' beneath you as straight as a beggar can spit: an' the sun off the snow in your face, to hold the old gun in 'er place -- 'Tss! 'Tss! I climbs in my old brown gaiters along o' my old brown mule. the wild-goat 'e knows where we passed. Out drag-ropes! With shrapnel! Hold fast -- 'Tss! 'Tss! So when we take tea with a few guns, Jest send in your Chief an' surrender -- You may hide in the caves, they'll be only your graves, I've a mouth like an old potato, and I'm more than a little sick, And I'm here in the Clink for a thundering drink With a second-hand overcoat under my head, .

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