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Rh ‘I’d open ’is cheek to ’is chin-strap buckle,

An’ bung up ’is both eyes, too—

Gawd—bless—’im!

An’ bung up ’is both eyes, too!’

‘Look ’ere, where ’e comes, Bill ’Awkins!

Now what in the devil will you say?’

‘It isn’t fit an’ proper to be fightin’ on a Sunday,

So I’ll pass ’im the time o’ day—

Gawd—bless—’im!

I’ll pass ’im the time o’ day!’