Gentleman-rankers Out On The Spree, Damned From

All The People Like Us Are We, And Everyone Else Is They.

You May Talk O' Gin And Beer When You're Quartered Safe Out 'ere, An' You're Sent To Penny-fights An' Aldershot It; But When It Comes To Slaughter You Will Do Your Work On Water, An' You'll Lick The Bloomin' Boots Of 'im That's Got It.

I Had Never Seen The Jungle. They Fed Me Behind Bars From An Iron Pan Till One Night I Felt That I Was Bagheera - The Panther - And No Man's Plaything, And I Broke The Silly Lock With One Blow Of My Paw And Came Away; And Because I Had Learned The Ways Of Men, I Became More Terrible In The Jungle Than Shere Khan.

Hear And Attend And Listen; For This Befell And Behappened And Became And Was: O My Best Beloved, When The Tame Animals Were Wild.

We Have Forty Million Reasons For Failure, But Not A Single Excuse.