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In a Style Skeltonical	A
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Listen now this time	B
Shortly to my rhyme	B
That herewith starts	C
About certain kind hearts	C
In those stricken parts	C
That lie behind Calais	D
Old crones and aged men	E
And young children	F
About the Picardais	D
Who earned my thousand thanks	D
Dwellers by the banks	D
Of mournful Somme	B
God keep me therefrom	B
Until War ends	D
These then are my friends	D
Madame Averlant Lune	F
From the town of Bethune	F
Good Professeur la Brune	F
From that town also	D
He played the piccolo	D
And left his locks to grow	D
Dear Madame Hojdes	D
Sempstress of Saint Fe	D
With Jules and Susette	G
And Antoinette	G
Her children my sweethearts	D
For whom I made darts	D
Of paper to throw	D
In their mimic show	D
La guerre aux tranchees	D
That was a pretty play	D
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There was old Jacques Caron	F
Of the hamlet Mailleton	F
He let me look	H
At his household book	H
Comment vivre cent ans	D
What cares I took	H
To obey this wise book	H
I who feared each hour	I
Lest Death's cruel power	I
On the poppied plain	F
Might make cares vain	F
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By Noeus les mines	D
Lived old Adelphine	F
Withered and clean	F
She nodded and smiled	J
And used me like a child	J
How that old trot beguiled	J
My leisure with her chatter	I
Gave me a china platter	I
Painted with Cherubim	B
And mottoes on the rim	B
But when instead of thanks	D
I gave her francs	D
How her pride was hurt	K
She counted francs as dirt	K
God knows she was not rich	L
She called the Kaiser bitch	L
She spat on the floor	M
Cursing this Prussian war	M
That she had known before	M
Forty years past and more	M
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There was also Tomi	B
With looks sweet and free	N
Who called me cher ami	N
This orphan's age was nine	F
His folk were in their graves	D
Else they were slaves	D
Behind the German line	F
To terror and rapine	F
O little friends of mine	F
How kind and brave you were	I
You smoothed away care	O
When life was hard to bear	O
And you old women and men	F
Who gave me billets then	F
How patient and great hearted	P
Strangers though we started	P
Yet friends we ever parted	P
God bless you all now ends	D
This homage to my friends	D

Robert Von Ranke Graves

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