John Pain's Plates
(Refrain : Where the mountains of Mourne) Oh ! Aussie this waiting’s a tiring game, It’s getting me down, I wish ■ I were hame. I don’t mind the standing for grub in the queue, Or handing to chaps all those platefuls of stew. The rush in the morning is causing I fear Such strain on the system that’s all I can bear, And there has just happened a thing that’s rocked me The sight of four plates dropping into the sea. - \ Life on a troopship is terribly tough Especially when the sea gets to be rough. Again life in the tropics is fearfully hot And one lies perspiring at night in his cot. While all of these troubles I could. gladly bear This latest misfortune’s put grey in my hair. For I’m sure that picture will always haunt me, The sight of Pain’s plates dropping into, the sea.
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Highlander, Volume 1, Issue 11, 11 April 1945, Page 2
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149John Pain's Plates Highlander, Volume 1, Issue 11, 11 April 1945, Page 2
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