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Rh Jowar Singh the Sikh procured sabre, quoit, and mace,

Abdul Huq, Wahabi, took his dagger from its place,

While amid the jungle-grass danced and grinned and jabbered

Little Boh Hla-oo and cleared the dah-blade from the scabbard.

What became of Mookerjee? Soothly, who can say?

Yar Mahommed only grins in a nasty way,

Jowar Singh is reticent, Chimbu Singh is mute;

But the belts of all of them simply bulge with loot.

What became of Ballard's guns? Afghans black and grubby

Sell them for their silver weight to the men of Pubbi;

And the shiny bowie-knife and the town-made sword are

Hanging in a Marri camp just across the Border.

What became of Mookerjee? Ask Mahommed Yar

Prodding Siva's sacred bull down the Bow Bazar.

Speak to placid Nubbee Baksh—question land and sea—

Ask the Indian Congress men—only don't ask me!