aefenglommung (aefenglommung) wrote,
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It ain't all high culture

This was one of my mother's favorite poems, but it will probably drive some people mad, so I'll put it behind a cut.

BOOTS

(Infantry Columns)

We're foot-slog-slog-slog-sloggin' over Africa,
Foot-foot-foot-foot-sloggin' over Africa --
(Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!

Seven-six-eleven-five-nine and' twenty mile to-day --
Four-eleven-seventeen-thirty-two the day before --
(Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!

Don't-don't-don't-don't-look at what's in front of you.
(Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again),
Men-men-men-men-men go mad with watchin' 'em,
An' there's no discharge in the war!

Try-try-try-try-to think o' something different --
Oh-my-God-keep-me from goin' lunatic!
(Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!

Count-count-count-count-the bullets in the bandoliers.
If-your-eyes-drop-they will get atop o' you.
(Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!

We-can-stick-out-'unger, thirst, and weariness,
But-not-not-not-not the chronic sight of 'em --
Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again,
An' there's no discharge in the war!

'Tain't-so-bad-by-day because o' company,
But-night-brings-long-strings-o' forty thousand million
Boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again.
There's no discharge in the war!

I-'ave-marched-six-weeks in 'Ell an' certify
It-is-not-fire-devils-dark or anything,
But boots-boots-boots-boots-movin' up and down again,
An' there's no discharge in the war!

-- Rudyard Kipling
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