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"Wake up six and sevens, still we mustn't grumble:
Weekends we forget about it all. Singing:
Lay down yer spade, draw up yer will, tomorrow comes too quickly,
Whistlin' Mad'moiselle from Armentieres,
A wise man knows his onions are strong and pickly:
Swill 'em down with dear old Rosie's beer."