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[Page 171]

2 Sept, 1916
Montazah
The world has got me snowed just a treat;
Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote my soul;
An all them joys o life I 'eld so sweet
Is up the pole;
Fer 'as the poit sez, me 'eart 'as got
The pip wiv yearnin' fer ---- I dunno wot.

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