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Title: "Beans"
Author: W. E. Christian [
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A dog there lived in many towns,
And he has wondrous wiles;
He travels in the Philippines,
And visits many isles.
"Ubiquitous" should be his name,
He's seen so many scenes,
But all his soldier friends prefer
To call him simply: "Beans"!
As a proper, first class passenger,
Is "Beans" name on ship's log;
You'd think his name was pedigreed--
The way he "puts on dog"!
Yet he is not a full blood pup,
But just a "yellow cur":
A "Nervy-Natty Gentleman"--
With all his fuzzy fur.
He chows awhile at Grande Isle;
And there he'll make a stay,
Until he tires of their mess;
Then promptly sails away.
He'll take a boat down Subic Bay,
To far Olongapo,
And when things get monotonous,
Then "Beans" is prompt-to-go!
He goes o'er to Corregidor,
And visits "C. A. C."
And if he don't like visiting--
He merely sails the sea!
He visits Fort McKinley,
And Cavite, too;
Now, where Beans has not been, forsooth,
I wish I only knew.
I know that all the sailors,
And all the soldier men
Do call him "Beans," and love him
For he is their dandy friend.
He wags his tail in greeting,
And barks at friends with joy;
But when his ship's a-sailing,
For Beans, it's Ship-A-hoy!
So here's to "Beans" old "Sea-dog,"
Who loves so well to roam;
I wish he'd try to settle down
And make our place his home.
[The end]
W. E. Christian's poem: "Beans"
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