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 THE LOST LEGION

a Legion that never was 'listed,

That carries no colours or crest,

But, split in a thousand detachments,

Is breaking the road for the rest.

Our fathers they left us their blessing—

They taught us, and groomed us, and crammed;

But we've shaken the Clubs and the Messes

To go and find out and be damned

(Dear boys!),

To go and get shot and be damned.

So some of us chivy the slaver,

And some of us cherish the black,

And some of us hunt on the Oil Coast,

And some on—the Wallaby track: