Item 02: Sydney B. Young war diary, 24 July-14 October 1916 - Page 99

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The more I see of man
The more I love my dog

Last night I held a little hand
So dainty and so sweet
Methought my little heart would break
So W
ildly did it beat

No greater hand into my soul
Could greater solace bring
Than that fair hand I held last night
4 aces and a king.

Here's to the man who rocks his child
And rocks his child alone
For there's many a man rocks an other man's child
And thinks he rocks his own

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