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But Harry stood
Again' the notion very stiff,
And—No, and he didn't like. “Your shift,”
Says Jack like lightnin', the quick he was—
But Harry gettin' rather cross—
“Will you change your shift with Tommy Mawby?”
“Well, what for?” says Harry from Dalby.
“What for?” says Harry—stupid rather.
“Because we'll be up and down together,
And then I'll know where you are,” says Jack;
Aw, as straight as straight; no keepin' back,
No sneakin' hoky-poky ways
With yandhar fellow, if you plaze.
Again' the notion very stiff,
And—No, and he didn't like. “Your shift,”
Says Jack like lightnin', the quick he was—
But Harry gettin' rather cross—
“Will you change your shift with Tommy Mawby?”
“Well, what for?” says Harry from Dalby.
“What for?” says Harry—stupid rather.
“Because we'll be up and down together,
And then I'll know where you are,” says Jack;
Aw, as straight as straight; no keepin' back,
No sneakin' hoky-poky ways
With yandhar fellow, if you plaze.
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