512 RUDYARD KIPLING'S VERSE
So we finished 'arf the liquor (an' the Captain took cham- pagne),
An* the Arabites was shootin' all the while; An' we left our wounded 'appy with the empties on the plain,
An' we used the bloomin' guns for projec///?/ We limbered up an' galloped there were nothin' else to do
('Orse Gunners, listen to my song!) An' the Battery come a-boundin' like a boundin' kangaroo,
But they didn't watch us comin' very long.
As the Captain , etc.
We was goin' most extended we was drivin' very fine,
An' the Arabites were loosin' 'igh an' wide, Till the Captain took the glacis with a rattlin' "right in- cline,"
An' we dropped upon their 'eads the other side. Then we give 'em quarter such as 'adn't up and cut
('Orse Gunners, listen to my song!) An' the Captain stood a limberful of fizzy somethin' Brutt,
But we didn't leave it fizzing very long.
For the Captain, etc.
We might ha* been court-martialled, but it all come out all
right
When they signalled us to join the main command. There was every round expended, there was every gunner
t tight, An' the Captain waved a corkscrew in 'is 'and!
But the Captain y ad '/V jacket, etc.