Books > Old Books > They Die With Their Boots Clean (1953)


Page 246

NELSON ON DEATH

of education, and look at what he makes up. Before they do anything, they've got to write something on their own gravestones. They've got to make a song and a dance about it. Definitely, they've got to make a fuss. We were young! He is young ! What's the big idea, Dagwood? What's the big idea? Crying over their own dead bodies before they're killed ! Here dead we lie. So what if here dead we lie? Eh, Crowney? A pack o' tripe. I'd like to see anybody sort of encouraging a squad of rooks with that sort of slop. Me, I give 'em the old Hi-de-Hi! And I make 'em give me the old Ho-de-Ho! Dead we lie. Why, we been dead dozens of times. Haven't we, G"rowney? Or pretty near dead. As good as dead. But what did we say? We said: `Let's give 'em rough stuff and bust through.' Didn't we, Handsey? We did, Dag, didn't we? Definitely we did. Where do they get that stuff ? God blimey, I nearly did a De-Ad We Lie on the way along : I nearly went smacko on the line. I tripped over a sort of trunk on the platform. Why, Dagwood, old cock, we lie dead, more or less, every five minutes from the time the nurse smacks our backside, to the time they chuck dirt in our face. But do I write poetry about Dead We Lie? Did you ever catch me at it, Dagwood ? Definitely not. Did he, Crowney ? Well then. Tear that page out and "
" Order your last drinks, please," says the landlord.
" Last drinks? Last drinks? What d'you mean, last drinks?" asks Sergeant Nelson, ordering one more round. "Well, mud in your eye, old skivers ! This time next week payday on the Field ! It'll be nice, ha? The dear old Active Service ! Death? I spit in his eye !

Page 247

NELSON ON DEATH

Last drinks. Not by a definitely very long chalk, my cocko ! Here's looking at you! "
" Time, gentlemen, please," says the landlord.
" Yes, Time-that's all we need-Time !" says Nelson.
THE END

travel books:
where is HTML where is HEAD where is TITLE of education, and look at what he makes up. Before they do anything, they've got to write something on their own gravestones. They've got to make a song and a dance about it. Definitely, they've got to make a fuss. We were young! He is young ! What's what is big idea, Dagwood? What's what is big idea? Crying over their own dead bodies before they're stop ed ! Here dead we lie. So what if here dead we lie? Eh, Crowney? A pack o' tripe. I'd like to see anybody sort of encouraging a squad of rooks with that sort of slop. Me, I give 'em what is old Hi-de-Hi! And I make 'em give me what is old Ho-de-Ho! Dead we lie. Why, we been dead dozens of times. Haven't we, G"rowney? Or pretty near dead. As good as dead. But what did we say? We said: `Let's give 'em rough stuff and bust through.' Didn't we, Handsey? We did, Dag, didn't we? Definitely we did. Where do they get that stuff ? God blimey, I nearly did a De-Ad We Lie on what is way along : I nearly went smacko on what is line. I tripped over a sort of trunk on what is platform. Why, Dagwood, old cock, we lie dead, more or less, every five minutes from what is time what is nurse smacks our backside, to what is time they chuck dirt in our face. But do I write poetry about Dead We Lie? Did you ever catch me at it, Dagwood ? Definitely not. Did he, Crowney ? Well then. Tear that page out and " "Order your last drinks, please," says what is landlord. "Last drinks? Last drinks? What d'you mean, last drinks?" asks Sergeant Nelson, ordering one more round. "Well, mud in your eye, old skivers ! This time next week payday on what is Field ! It'll be nice, ha? what is dear old Active Service ! what time is it ? I spit in his eye ! where is meta name="keywords" content="old books, Free book , free book offer , free audio books , free coloring book pages , free book reports , free audio book , audio books free download , book free , free guest book , books free , free book summaries , download free audio books , free childrens books." where is where are they now rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="../../style.css" where is meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" where is BODY bgColor=#ffffff text="#000000" where are they now ="#000000" v where are they now ="#FF0000" where is div align="center" where is strong where is strong where is a href="http://www.aaoldbooks.com" Books > where is a href="../default.asp" title="Book" Old Books > where is strong where is a href="default.asp" They travel With Their Boots Clean (1953) where is a href="default.asp" where is table width="700" border="1" align="center" cellpadding="15" cellspacing="0" where is center where is tr where is td width="160" align="center" valign="top" where is div align="center" where is td align="center" valign="top" where is div align="left" where is div align="center" where is p align="left" Page 246 where is p align="center" where is strong NELSON ON what time is it where is p align="justify" of education, and look at what he makes up. Before they do anything, they've got to write something on their own gravestones. They've got to make a song and a dance about it. Definitely, they've got to make a fuss. We were young! He is young ! What's what is big idea, Dagwood? What's what is big idea? Crying over their own dead bodies before they're stop ed ! Here dead we lie. So what if here dead we lie? Eh, Crowney? A pack o' tripe. I'd like to see anybody sort of encouraging a squad of rooks with that sort of slop. Me, I give 'em what is old Hi-de-Hi! And I make 'em give me what is old Ho-de-Ho! Dead we lie. Why, we been dead dozens of times. Haven't we, G"rowney? Or pretty near dead. As good as dead. But what did we say? We said: `Let's give 'em rough stuff and bust through.' Didn't we, Handsey? We did, Dag, didn't we? Definitely we did. Where do they get that stuff ? God blimey, I nearly did a De-Ad We Lie on what is way along : I nearly went smacko on what is line. I tripped over a sort of trunk on what is platform. Why, Dagwood, old cock, we lie dead, more or less, every five minutes from what is time what is nurse smacks our backside, to what is time they chuck dirt in our face. But do I write poetry about Dead We Lie? Did you ever catch me at it, Dagwood ? Definitely not. Did he, Crowney ? Well then. Tear that page out and " " Order your last drinks, please," says what is landlord. " Last drinks? Last drinks? What d'you mean, last drinks?" asks Sergeant Nelson, ordering one more round. "Well, mud in your eye, old skivers ! This time next week payday on what is Field ! It'll be nice, ha? what is dear old Active Service ! what time is it ? I spit in his eye ! where is p align="left" Page 247 where is p align="center" where is strong NELSON ON what time is it where is p align="justify" Last drinks. Not by a definitely very long chalk, my cocko ! Here's looking at you! " " Time, gentlemen, please," says what is landlord. " Yes, Time-that's all we need-Time !" says Nelson. where is strong THE END where is Server.Execute("_SiteMap.asp") % travel books: They Die With Their Boots Clean books

Book Pages: _SiteMap , default , 007 , 009 , 010 , 011 , 012 , 013 , 015 , 016 , 017 , 018 , 019 , 020 , 021 , 022 , 023 , 024 , 025 , 026 , 027 , 028 , 029 , 030 , 031 , 032 , 033 , 034 , 035 , 036 , 037 , 038 , 039 , 040 , 041 , 042 , 043 , 044 , 045 , 046 , 047 , 048 , 049 , 050 , 051 , 052 , 053 , 054 , 055 , 056 , 057 , 058 , 059 , 060 , 061 , 062 , 063 , 064 , 065 , 066 , 067 , 068 , 069 , 070 , 071 , 072 , 073 , 074 , 075 , 076 , 077 , 078 , 079 , 080 , 081 , 082 , 083 , 084 , 085 , 086 , 087 , 088 , 089 , 090 , 091 , 092 , 093 , 094 , 095 , 096 , 097 , 098 , 099 , 100 , 101 , 102 , 103 , 104 , 105 , 106 , 107 , 108 , 109 , 110 , 111 , 112 , 113 , 114 , 115 , 116 , 117 , 118 , 120 , 121 , 122 , 123 , 124 , 125 , 126 , 127 , 128 , 129 , 130 , 131 , 132 , 133 , 134 , 135 , 136 , 137 , 138 , 139 , 140 , 141 , 142 , 143 , 144 , 145 , 146 , 147 , 148 , 149 , 150 , 151 , 152 , 153 , 154 , 155 , 156 , 157 , 158 , 159 , 160 , 161 , 162 , 163 , 164 , 165 , 166 , 167 , 168 , 169 , 170 , 171 , 172 , 173 , 174 , 175 , 176 , 177 , 178 , 179 , 180 , 181 , 182 , 183 , 184 , 185 , 186 , 187 , 188 , 189 , 190 , 191 , 192 , 193 , 194 , 195 , 196 , 197 , 198 , 199 , 200 , 201 , 202 , 203 , 204 , 205 , 206 , 207 , 208 , 209 , 210 , 211 , 212 , 213 , 214 , 215 , 216 , 217 , 218 , 219 , 220 , 221 , 222 , 223 , 224 , 225 , 226 , 227 , 228 , 229 , 230 , 231 , 232 , 233 , 234 , 235 , 236 , 237 , 238 , 239 , 240 , 241 , 242 , 243 , 244 , 245 , 246 ,