THE DOINGS OF DIGGERS

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 12, 4 June 1920, Page 2

THE DOINGS OF DIGGERS

AND THE WAY OF THE WAAC'S. At Brocton, when the sun sinks low And the hills are bathed in twilight , §low, . "Diggers" put on their belts and go To stroll on the Moors, or to drown their woe In the Government Beer at the Barley Mow. Round Brocton way its pretty well known.Tliat the "Diggers" don't stroll on the Moors alone; So tired of themselves have the boys all grown That they seek other company besides their own. And, ero I have finished, I think I'll have shown Why the "Diggei's" don't stroll on the Moors alone. F or away to the Moors they go - each night J Little brown ladies. so merry and briglit Why the "Diggers" fail victims — and well they might, For who could resist such a lovely sight As the "Waacs" on the Moors in the evening light. So each "Digger ' takea his lady fair, And they all stroll off, for they know just where There s a nice little poss:e that two can share, And there is no one to worry, and no one to care, What they say .and do on the Moors out there. The "Digger" be tells of a lovely homo j hat he has in New Zealand^ across the foam ; Of his motor car and his borsss fine, Of his blackbeiTy farm and his treacle mine, Of the fabulous wealth that h s father's got; And poor little "Waacie" believes the lot, But little M:ss "Waccie" has a story lo tell to her "Digger," so kind an-cl, true, Of how, ere she joined this araiy corps, She had never done work at all before — Except to paint, or sing and play On her grand piano all the day. So the "Waacs" and "Diggers" up Brocton way, Though they can't do nruch on there Anny pav, Have a joLly good time in their own little way ; And they don't care a jot what other folks say. In love, in war, at work or play, The "Waacs" and "Diggers" win the day. — A 24/Dink in "N.Z. Chronicle."