PERMANENT PASS.
The messroom gong was gonging, As the boys lined up for kai; Just watch their happy faces, Don’t ask the reason why. They grabbed a plate for porridge, And another one for hash,
As with eyes upon the sergeant To the tables made a dash.
When they were nicely seated That magic word began: It’s “Pass” the mik and sugar, Then “Pass” the jam. Just “Pass” the cow-grease, cobber, One young “spark” yells out; Another, “Pass” the blinkin’ marmalade,
Can’t you hear me shout?
You hear a deep voice yelling: ’‘Pass” me up a cup; Which is answered by an A.C.2:
Go and wash one up. It’s “Pass” me this, and “Pass” me that,
A bloke’s quite in a fog; As in between each mouthful
He does this “Passing” job.
At last they all are settled, Their jaws work with a will,
But still a voice keeps moaning: “Pass” the teapot, Bill.
The same old cry at dinner, The same old cry at tea; So just before you’re seated, “Pass” everything you see.
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Erk's Work, 1 February 1941, Page 25
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175PERMANENT PASS. Erk's Work, 1 February 1941, Page 25
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