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'E gits me on at skittles and 'e flukes, And when 'e wants to 'e can use 'is "dooks," You see 'im put 'em up, well there, it's great, 'E takes a bit of lickin at 'is weight; 'E'll stick up like a Briton for 'is pals, An' ain't 'e just a terror with the gals; I loves to see 'im cuttin' of a dash, A walkin' down our alley on the mash. There, 'e's a little champion, Do me proud well 'e's a knock out, I've knowed 'im take a girl on six foot tall; 'E'll git 'imself up dossy, Say I'm goin' out wi' Flossie, An' 'e only stands about so 'igh, that's all.