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    St George's Day

    The English, the English, the English are best:
    I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest!
    The rottenest bits of these islands of ours,
    We've left in the hands of three unfriendly powers,
    Examine the Irishman, Welshman or Scot,
    you'll find he's a stinker or not.

    The Scotsman is mean, as we 're all well aware,
    And bony and blotchy and covered with hair,
    He eats salted porridge, he works all the day,
    And he hasn't got bishops to show him the way.

    The English; the English, the English are best:
    I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest!

    The Irishman, now, our contempt is beneath,
    He sleeps in his boots and he lies in his teeth,
    He blows up policemen (or so I have heard),
    And blames it on Cromwell and William the Third.

    The English are noble, the English are nice,
    And worth any other at double the price!

    The Welshman's dishonest, he cheats when he can,
    And little and dark, more like monkey than man,
    He works underground with a lamp in his hat,
    And he sings far too loud, far too often, and
    FLA-A-A-T.

    And crossing the Channel, one cannot say much,
    For the French or the Spanish, the Danish or Dutch;
    The Germans are German, the Russians are Red,
    And the Greeks and Italians eat garlic in bed.

    The English are moral, the English are good,
    And clever and modest and misunderstood!

    And all the world over, each nation's the same,
    They've simply no notion of Playing the Game:
    They argue with umpires; they cheer when they've won;
    And they practise beforehand, which ruins the fun!

    The English, the English, the English are best:
    So up with the English, and down with the rest!

    It's not that they're wicked or naturally bad ...
    It's knowing they're FOREIGN that makes them so mad!
    For the English are all that a nation should be,
    And the flower of the English are Donald
    (Michael!) and me!!
    How fortunate for governments that the people they administer don't think

    #2
    We had a st George's day parade starting at the war memorial. Good chunk of 'foreigners' in it too.
    While you're waiting, read the free novel we sent you. It's a Spanish story about a guy named 'Manual.'

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      #3
      Originally posted by Troll View Post
      The English, the English, the English are bent?


      ftfy

      “The period of the disintegration of the European Union has begun. And the first vessel to have departed is Britain”

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        #4
        Skirts are OK for women...


        How fortunate for governments that the people they administer don't think

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          #5
          Originally posted by Troll View Post
          The English, the English, the English are best:
          I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest!
          The rottenest bits of these islands of ours,
          We've left in the hands of three unfriendly powers,
          Examine the Irishman, Welshman or Scot,
          you'll find he's a stinker or not.

          The Scotsman is mean, as we 're all well aware,
          And bony and blotchy and covered with hair,
          He eats salted porridge, he works all the day,
          And he hasn't got bishops to show him the way.

          The English; the English, the English are best:
          I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest!

          The Irishman, now, our contempt is beneath,
          He sleeps in his boots and he lies in his teeth,
          He blows up policemen (or so I have heard),
          And blames it on Cromwell and William the Third.

          The English are noble, the English are nice,
          And worth any other at double the price!

          The Welshman's dishonest, he cheats when he can,
          And little and dark, more like monkey than man,
          He works underground with a lamp in his hat,
          And he sings far too loud, far too often, and
          FLA-A-A-T.

          And crossing the Channel, one cannot say much,
          For the French or the Spanish, the Danish or Dutch;
          The Germans are German, the Russians are Red,
          And the Greeks and Italians eat garlic in bed.

          The English are moral, the English are good,
          And clever and modest and misunderstood!

          And all the world over, each nation's the same,
          They've simply no notion of Playing the Game:
          They argue with umpires; they cheer when they've won;
          And they practise beforehand, which ruins the fun!

          The English, the English, the English are best:
          So up with the English, and down with the rest!

          It's not that they're wicked or naturally bad ...
          It's knowing they're FOREIGN that makes them so mad!
          For the English are all that a nation should be,
          And the flower of the English are Donald
          (Michael!) and me!!
          Thus proving that it's always the mediocre who take most comfort in jingoism.
          Hard Brexit now!
          #prayfornodeal

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            #6
            Originally posted by sasguru View Post
            Thus proving that it's always the mediocre who take most comfort in jingoism.
            you forgot xenophobia
            How fortunate for governments that the people they administer don't think

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              #7
              Originally posted by Troll View Post
              you forgot xenophobia
              rotters like you deserve a bunch of fives by jingo




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                #8
                what is a jingo anyway ?


                does anyone have a clue what a flipping jingo even is ??
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                ("")("") Born to Drink. Forced to Work

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                  #9
                  "The phrase "by Jingo" was a long-established minced oath, used to avoid saying "by Jesus"."
                  Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.

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                    #10
                    Originally posted by vetran View Post
                    "The phrase "by Jingo" was a long-established minced oath, used to avoid saying "by Jesus"."
                    wow. I learned something today.

                    I suppose if one wanted to avoid saying 'by Mohammed'

                    it would be 'we must have a holy war by Mingo'




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