Then my gleeful Tiadatha
Bade Woggs go and fetch his Kodak,
Photographed the Bulgar prisoner,
Took him with the Sergeant-Major
And without the Sergeant-Major,
Cheered him up and pinched his cap badge
As a souvenir for Phyllis,
Gave him half a tin of bully.
Then he made a second breakfast,
Made a mighty second breakfast,