Found this in a clean up.
Old King Cole
Old King Cole was a merry old sole, and a merry old sole was he
He called from his pipe and called for his bowl
And called for his buglers three
O toodle oddle oddle oddle oddle ooo said the buglers,
You will all agree, there's none so fine in the whole front line
As the good old infantry!
Old King Cole was a merry old sole, and a merry old sole was he
He called from his pipe and called for his bowl
And called for his privates three
Oh beer beer beer beer said the privates
Toodle oddle oddle oddle oddle ooo said the buglers
You will all agree, there's none so fine in the whole front line
As the good old infantry!
Corporals three-
Left right left right said the corporals
Sergeants three-
Move to the right in threes said the sergeants
Subalterns-
We want six months leave said the subalterns
Captains-
We do all the work said the Captains
Majors-
Damned fine body of men said the Majors
Padres-
May-the-Lord-have-mercy-on-your-sole,* said the padres
( - slowly *fast)
The above is from a note written by by my father. He comments;
1) I can't remember what the Colonels said
2) Saw the Canadian satellite go over last night, heading north (gives a date?)
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