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Heaven help
The unfortunate bloke
Who got caught
By a big Jim joke

I heard laughing voices and wondered why
Then surfaced from gonk under open sky
Didn’t take very long to understand it
In the cookhouse queue still in my pit
Now in those days I slept in the raw
(Not these days, not any more)
Grabbed a blanket grabbed a sheet
Scooted off on my bare feet

Mustering any the dignity I could find
And showing all my bare behind

The girls all laughed for weeks and weeks
With jokes about my dimpled cheeks
And nobody knew how I got there
And by and by I didn’t care
And when Big Jim shook my hand
I forgot any revenge that I had planned
For I could see the funny side
Of my embarrassing sleepy ride

And I drank his beer in its stead
And ever after wore keks in bed

Heaven help
The unfortunate bloke
Who got caught
By a Big Jim joke

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