Explore "The Young British Soldier" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East / 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, / An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased / Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier. / Serve, serve, serve as a soldier, / Serve, serve, serve as a soldier, / Serve, serve, serve as a soldier, / So-oldier _OF_ the Queen!
Now all you recruities what's drafted to-day, / You shut up your rag-box an' 'ark to my lay, / An' I'll sing you a soldier as far as I may: / A soldier what's fit for a soldier. / Fit, fit, fit for a soldier . . .