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THE FIVE NATIONS
That is what we are known as—that is the song you must say
When you want men to be Mausered at one and a penny a day;
We are no five-bob colonials—we are the 'ome-made supply,
Ask for the London Ikonas! Ring up the —— M. I.!
I wish myself could talk to myself as I left 'im a year ago;
I could tell 'im a lot that would save 'im a lot on the things that 'e ought to know!
When I think o' that ignorant barrack-bird, it almost makes me cry.
I used to belong in an Army once
(Gawd! what a rum little Army once),
Red little, dead little Army once!
But now I am M. I.!
That is what we are known as—we are the men that have been
