INCLUSIVE EDITION, 1885-1918 541
'E'll take your 'ome address
An' all you've time to say, Or if 'e sees there's 'ope, 'e'll press
Your art'ry 'alf the day
For 'Im an' 'Er an' It
(An' One from Three leaves Two), For 'e knows you wanted to finish your bit,
An' 'e knows 'oo's wantin' you. Yes, 'Im an' 'Er an* It
(Our 'oly One in Three), We're all of us anxious to finish our bit,
An' we want to get 'ome to our tea!
Yes, It an' 'Er an' 'Im,
Which often makes me think The married man must sink or swim
An* 'e can't afford to sink! Oh 'Im an' It an' 'Er
Since Adam an' Eve began! So I'd rather fight with the bachelor
An' be nursed by the married man!
LICHTENBERG
(New South Wales Contingent}
QMELLS are surer than sounds or sights To make your heart-strings crack They start those awful voices o' nights
That whisper, "Old man, come back!" That must be why the big things pass
And the little things remain, Like the smell of the wattle by Lichtenberg,
Riding in, in the rain.