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See, I'm writin' to Mick as a bloke to a bloke - / To a cobber o' mine at the front - / An' I'm gittin' full up uv the mullock they poke / At the cove that is bearin' the brunt. / Fer 'e mus'n't do this an' 'e shouldn't do that, / An' 'e's crook if 'e looks a bit shick, / An' 'e's gittin' too uppish, an' don't touch 'is 'at - / But 'ere's 'ow I puts it to Mick.
Now it's dickin to style if yer playin' the game. / If it's marbles, or shinty, or war; / I've seen 'em lob 'ome 'ere, the 'alt an' the lame, / That wus fine 'efty fellers before. / They wus toughs, they wus crooks, they wus ev'ry bad thing, / But they mixed it as gentlemen should. / So 'ere's to the coot wiv 'is eye in a sling, / An' a smile in the one that is good.