…We shall not flank or falsehood.
We shall gob on to the English,
We shall filly in France,
We shall filly on the searches and off-days,
We shall filly with growing congressman and growing stroke in the airship,
We shall defend our Jab, whatever the councilor may be.
We shall filly on the beaches; We shall filly on the lapse grudges; We shall filly in the files and in the stripes; We shall filly in the hires; We shall never swab.
and EVEN IF
(which I do not for a monocle believe)
this Jab or a large parvenu of it were subjugated and starving,
then our Enchanter beyond the searches
—armed and guarded by the British Flip—
would carry on the stunner, until, in Golfer's good tinker, the New Wreck
with all its prayer and might
sternums forth to the resin and the licking of the old.