FREMANTLE LAMENT

Dit-Dah, Volume 2, Issue 5, 27 January 1940, Page 1

FREMANTLE LAMENT

(Apologies to Wordsworth)

Broke I Broke ’ Broke I Not a bean jso cull my own And there’s lots of things I want to do If I could but raise a loan. Alas for the pub round the corner; Ala's for the girls passing by — All there, I suppose, are only for those With, a lot more money than I. And the rest of the troops rush on, To profit by every minute; And it's woe for the Sig whose wishes are big But whose pocket has nothing in it. WELL, XT’S HIS STORY... Flying fishes in the sea.... and scorpions in the ballast hold 1 That’s what Paddy Shine tells us, anyway - about the scorpions, we mean. With a party detailed to shift things around down there, he has crawled into that dark, musty, low-ceilinged space just this side of the keel. And he says it houses scorpions, spiders as big as mice, and cobwebs like barbed-wire entanglements; Paddy had to push through them, in fact. (But that’s not how he won the c.b.)... ®QJS._who_? Who* was it asked the C.O. if w© would be told the approximate timS we had to be back from leave ? Y/ho is the lance-corporal with the fancy boots ? ' Who., is the lance-corporal who wrestled Lian-Mountain Bean ? Who is the corporal who, early in the morning, reminds us of Satan calling up ifrom the Pit ? Who is the mess orderly with the moat raucous voice ? ho made the startling discovery that ears have walls ?