THE PUSH.

Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 1742, 31 July 1917, Page 4

THE PUSH.

We've pushed ’em orf the “Anker,” We’ve pushed ’em orf the Somme, We’ll push ’em out o’ Belgium Wiv bay'nit an’ wiv bomb. We’ve pushed ’em out o’ Bagdad An’ into Palestine, An’ glory to the gen’ral Who can push ’em past the Rhine! Now, (ix yer bay’nits ready, New (ill yer ’avcrsacks, Now take per chargin’ steady, Now shoulder up yer packs; Now listen for the- whistle An’ see that you’re in line, An’ glory to the gen’ral Who can push ’em past the Rhine! Now keep a good alignment, Just as the rule-book tells, An’ never mind the bullets, An' never mind the shells. Now, can’t yer see ’em runnin,’ The dirty ’eathen swine? Oh! glory to the gen'ral Who can push ’em past the Rhine! An’ now we’re in the village, A-chargin’ down the street,' A -givin’ ’okey-pokoy To every ’Un we meet. Oh! Lord, ain’t this a birfday? Oh! Lordy, ain’t it line? Oh ! glory to the gen’ral Who can push ’em past the Rhine! We’ve pushed ’em orf the “Anker”’ We’ve pushed ’em orf the Somme, We’ll push ’em out o’ Belgium Wiv bay’nit an’ wiv bomb. We’ve pushed ’em out o’Bagdad An’ into Palestine, An’ glory to the gen’ral Who can push ’em past (he Rhine! N. 11. Gubbins.