Volume 147 — THE FLASH-LIGHT THAT FAILED.
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(Lines suggested by a recent incident on the Firth of Forth.)
There was a young alien in Fife Who on spying was keen as a knife, Till a sentry—good egg!— Plugged him bang through the leg And ruined his prospects for life.
"Along the coast the French Fleet are now aiding the British monitors, smashing the heavy buns rolled up to the coast by the Germans."
In the heavy bun department we fear no rivals, and the Germans will soon find that in more than one railway-station refreshment department they will meet their Waterloo.