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Text: You're not a fascinating creature, / Either in manners, form or feature, / Neither your own mug, quaint and queer, /
Nor that o'erflowing mug of beer, / Would tempt me, sir, were I a gent, / To join your rowdy regiment. / Don't try with drink
to catch recruits, / Our army needs good men, not brutes-- / Men who love order and the laws, / Whose hearts are in their
country's cause, / Whose nerves are strong, whose heads are clear, / Whose courage is not born of beer.
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