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THE PENITENT

As I lay in the trenches at Noove Chapelle,
Where the big guns barked like the Hounds o' Hell,
Sez I to mysel', sez I to mysel':—

Billy, me boy, here's the end o' you—
But if, by good luck, ye should chance to slip thro',
Ye'll bid all ye'r evil companions adieu;
Keep the Lord's ten Commands—and Lord Kitchener's two—
Sez I to mysel' at Noove Chapelle.

No more women, and no more wine,
No more hedgin' to get down the line,
No more hoggin' around like a swine,
After Noove Chapelle—sez I to mysel'.

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