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FROM THE BRITISH LIGHT INFANTRY.
Great Washington, thou mighty son of Mars, Thou thund'ring hero of the rebel wars! Accept our thanks for all thy favors past; Our special thanks await thee for the last.
Thy proclamation, timely to command The cattle to be fatten'd round the land, Bespeaks thy generosity, and shows A charity that reaches to thy foes !
And was this order issued for our sakes,
To treat us with roast beef and savory steaks ?
Or was it for thy rebel train intended ?
Grive 'em the hides, and let their shoes be mended;