Rhymes from the Russian

by Unknown

Russia’s your mother small;

The Tsar’s your little father.

And that for you is all!

THE RUSSIAN SOLDIER.

Then up there comes a veteran,

With medals on his breast;

He scarcely lives, but yet he strives

To drink with all the rest.

“A lucky man, am I,” he cries,

And thus to prove the fact he tries.