On Patrol
Jungle all around us
Insects by the score
For miles and miles we've bashed it
Sweat from every pore
Over hills we've travelled
Through Lalang six foot tall
Paddy swamp and rivers
We've bashed on through it all
And now at last we've halted
The order comes "make base!"
Off come packs and jackets
We cut and clear a space
We get a fire going
And hang our clothes to dry
We gaze at the hills around us
And wish that we could fly
The brew is nearly ready
The "Bully" nicely done
The Sarge yells "come and get it!"
We draw our tot of Rum
We make a kind of shelter
And bed down for the night
No sooner are we settled
Than the "Mozzies" start to bite
My small pack for a pillow
My poncho for a bed
Fifteen tins of "compo"
To rest my weary head
At last the night is quiet
The ground seems not so hard
Your eyes just start to close
When you find it's time for guard
The two hour stay is finished
Once more you hit the hay
And then the morning's on us
We start another day
For three more days we rough it
And then at last "hooray"
We're going in next morning
No longer must we stay
We find the transport waiting
And soon we're all aboard
Everyone is happy now
We're returning, praise the Lord
Back to base we're taken
A shower, fresh clothes, and pay
Peace and quiet surrounds us
The jungle seems far away
But after a few days resting
We're off again once more
Back to the damp dark jungle
To try to learn it's "lore"
So with the jungle all around us
And the insects by the score
Bandits thrown in for good measure
We bash on all the more
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