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302 For we can wriggle and climb, my lads, and turn up everywhere, And it's our delight on a mountain height with a leg or two to spare!

COMMISSARIAT CAMELS

ALL THE BEASTS TOGETHER

Children of the Camp are we,

Serving each in his degree;

Children of the yoke and goad,

Pack and harness, pad and load.

See our line across the plain.

Like a heel-rope bent again.

Reaching, writhing, rolling far.

Sweeping all away to war!