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WHY?
Why think a drop or two of rain will hurt
Your cricket shirt?
Your cricket shirt?
Why haste so soon to scatter in affright
From dirty light?
From dirty light?
Why do to me what I should never do,
My lads, to you?
My lads, to you?
Why work so hard to make, by plod, plod, plod,
The Ringside nod?
The Ringside nod?
Why, being padded, scratch about like pens
Of languid hens?
Of languid hens?
Why bury, rather than restore to fame,
Britannia's Game?
Britannia's Game?
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