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Sep 4
The Salvation Army came storming in
the Major ordered a pint of gin,
that was his personal
War Cry.

Many pretended not to hear,
drowning the noise out
while drinking the beer,

I was looking at a good-looking
majorette
who got me to put a penny in
her tin ( not a euphemism )

the Major ordered another pint of gin
I think
I like him,
but I like her more.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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