Vulgar words in Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, January 26, 1916 (Page 1)
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When the still silvery dawn uprolls And all the world is "standing to;" When young lieutenants damn our souls Because they're feeling cold and blue-- The bacon's trodden in the slush, The baccy's wet, the stove's gone wrong-- Then, purring on the morning's hush, We hear his cheerful little song.
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There is just a chance that in the last few pages you may get on the right track, but, if you are honest with yourself, you will have to admit that you did it simply by a process of elimination, after you had made an ass of yourself and arrested every innocent person in the book on suspicion.