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The following was composed by Pte James Gorey, of 2nd Pioneers Battalion, Victoria, when the military authorities took it in their heads to close all the drink shops in France. Pte W.O. Faithful, of Eldorado, forwarded it to The Chronicle at Wangaratta, called The Boozer's Lament:

We've fought upon Gallipoli and toiled on Egypt's plain,
We've travelled far across the sea to face the foe again,
We've braved the perils of the deep, and faced them with good cheer,
But now they give us cause to weep, they've gone and stopped our beer.

We wouldn't mind if they had stopped the pickles or the cheese,
They might have cut the marmalade and issued fewer peas,
But it’s a sin to drink red vin or for a cobber shout,
Which kind of sets me wondering they've cut the champagne out.

They stopped our rum, we didn't mind, while we had been to soak,
But now they've gone and stopped our wine, it's getting past a joke,
Each countenance you see is sad, within each eye a tear,
The greatest injury we've had is cutting out our beer.

For you must shun the flowing bowl and turn you from the wine,
And water drink to cheer your soul if it should chance to pine,
You must order coffee now to toast the folks at home,
And spend your cash on chewing gum and honeycomb.

There's microbes in the water lads, so drink it with a will,
And every mother's son of us will jolly soon be ill,
And when we are on sick parade, the doctor he will cry,
The lads, I fear, must have their beer or else they will surely die.

The Boozer's Lament

Poem by James Daniel Gorey

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