THE NEW KIT.
So he's joined—though his relatives warned him he shouldn't— The tics were 60 heavy that hound him; But he couldn't keep hack, on hid honour he coudn't— So a new suit of khaki they've found h'm. There's a dear one at home who s halt (heading the sight of it, The wrench is a big one—hut, hark'ee! He stride* down the street with a sigh of relief, For at last, yes, at last, he s in khaki.
Bless his heart, and hit' buttons—and hc'.p him to clean them— Show your soldier a smile that is sunny; Your pluck and your pride and your spirit, between them, Will weather the shortage of money. That gallant new kit casts a spell that is magncal, You've lost J' ol "' civilian, but, hark'ee! Every woman, 1 ween, is as proud as
a queen When slip walks with her own bit ot khaki
JESSIE POPE
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Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 175, 19 May 1916, Page 3 (Supplement)
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153THE NEW KIT. Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 175, 19 May 1916, Page 3 (Supplement)
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