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Café Comedy by Robert William Service
She I’m waiting for the man I hope to wed. I’ve never seen him – that’s the funny part. I promised I would wear a rose of red,
A Song Of The Sandbags by Robert William Service
No, Bill, I’m not a-spooning out no patriotic tosh (The cove be’ind the sandbags ain’t a death-or-glory cuss). And though I strafes ‘em good and ‘ard I doesn’t ‘ate the Boche, I guess they’re mostly decent, just the same as … Continue reading
