  How They Enlist TWO guardsmen, and a Dublin boy Were drinking in a bar The Dublin boy was standing treat, Unto the men of War, And thus to one, he speaketh so— The taller of the two— "I wonder how men come to go And list, now how did you? The soldier grinned a stately grin, In military style, He meant it for the Dublin boy As patronising smile! "It kind of sort like worries me,— This was the cause of that, I always liked to feed on lean, I couldn't bolt the fat! "One day, it was at dinner, see, A big disgustin' lump Of fat, was dumped upon my plate, I got the bloomin' hump! I merely took the thing upon My fork, and with a sigh, I let my father have the fat Whop in his bloomin' eye! "A sign of partnership dissolved Between my boss, and me, I took the shillin', and became A guardsman, as you see, But there! my appetite has been Most tricky like, and mean, Now I can eat a pound of fat, And I detest the lean!" illustration |
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