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THE SHUT-EYE SENTRY
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But we sluiced 'im down an' we washed 'im out,
An' a first-class job we made,
When we saved 'im, smart as a bombardier,
For six o'clock parade.
It 'ad been 'Rounds! What Rounds?' Oh, shove 'im straight again!
'E's usin' 'is sword for a bicycle, but, sentry, shut your eye.
An' it was 'Pass! All's well!' 'E's called me 'Darlin' Jane'!
'E'll need, etc.
The drill was long an' 'eavy,
The sky was 'ot an' blue,
An' 'is eye was wild an' 'is 'air was wet,
But 'is sergeant pulled 'im through.
Our men was good old trusties—
They'd done it on their 'ead;
But you oaght to 'ave 'eard 'em markin' time
To 'ide the things 'e said!
