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Title: Jack Canuck
Author: Abner Cosens [
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October, 1914
"Only forty per cent of the volunteers at Valcartier are Canadian born." "A large number of men are being kept at home by their wives and mothers."
--Recent News Items.
Our Jack Canuck is active,
He plays a pretty goal,
But make swift runs to cover
When drums begin to roll.
And Jack Canuck's unselfish,
He lets the honors go
All to his British brother,
When war time bugles blow.
And Jack Canuck is modest;
That's why he chooses rears,
And sees the front seats taken
By British volunteers.
Yes, Jack Canuck's a hero
Whose glory never fades;
He'll lick his weight in wild cats
--The day his lodge parades.
And Jack Canuck's free handed
He sends, (Jack's awful wise),
His dumpling dust in ship loads;
(It pays to advertise).
For Jack Canuck is thrifty,
He wants, when peace is made,
To feed the worn out nations,
And capture all the trade.
And Miss Canuck and Mrs.,
They value so the lives
Of husband, son and sweetheart,
These daughters, maids and wives.
They'll let the Belgian mother,
The French and English maid
Give husband, lover, brother,
To stop the Kaiser's raid.
They'll see sweet Highland Mary
Walk life's long path alone,
And hear dear Irish Nora
Wail for the loved ones gone.
They'll send a feather pillow
Or knit a pair of socks,
And think they've done their duty
By them that take the knocks.
Oh that our hearts were bigger,
And not so worldly wise;
'When duty calls, or danger;'
Ready to sacrifice.
[The end]
Abner Cosens's poem: Jack Canuck
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