Those little Swiss chappies
¶ 1
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Those little Swiss chappies
Run round in their nappies.
Whenever they fall
They just lie there and bawl,
And they certainly aren’t
Too refined to say “Shan’t!”
When they suffer defeat
They just stamp their small feet
And they stick out their tummies
And spit out their dummies.
¶ 2
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Oh they’ve so much to learn,
Those Young Boys of Berne.
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