When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, <br /> He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; <br /> An' what he thought 'e might require, <br /> 'E went an' took -- the same as me! <br /> <br /> The market-girls an' fishermen, <br /> The shepherds an' the sailors, too, <br /> They 'eard old songs turn up again, <br /> But kep' it quiet -- same as you! <br /> <br /> They knew 'e stole; 'e knew they knowed. <br /> They didn't tell, nor make a fuss, <br /> But winked at 'Omer down the road, <br /> An' 'e winked back -- the same as us!<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/barrack-room-ballads/
