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8
LAY ON
One wicket to fall and a round fifty runs
Waited for still:
As well to imagine that twice twenty tuns
Go to a jill!
O Jones, be contained if you worship your school,
Block her and snick;
But punch her to leg if she's handy; keep cool;
Lay it on thick!
Waited for still:
As well to imagine that twice twenty tuns
Go to a jill!
O Jones, be contained if you worship your school,
Block her and snick;
But punch her to leg if she's handy; keep cool;
Lay it on thick!
She comes up full pitch now and then, so look out;
Dust her along!
And go like a hare if you notice me shout—
Wait for the song!
Tom Emmett will chaff ev'ry chap in the team—
Jolly old Brick!—
If we funk like young misses of sugar and cream;
Lay it on thick!
Dust her along!
And go like a hare if you notice me shout—
Wait for the song!
9
Jolly old Brick!—
If we funk like young misses of sugar and cream;
Lay it on thick!
Go big at those lobs like a lusty old Jones,
Give it 'em hot!
They break; get in front with your bundle of bones,
Leg is the spot!
Take guard. Oh, well banged! There's a four to begin,
See, they are sick!
Another! Another! we're going to win—
Lay it on thick!
Give it 'em hot!
They break; get in front with your bundle of bones,
Leg is the spot!
Take guard. Oh, well banged! There's a four to begin,
See, they are sick!
Another! Another! we're going to win—
Lay it on thick!
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