*Sigh* ...th'world just doesn't understand.
Here is an Englishman!
For he 'imself has said hit,
And it's greatly to 'is credit,
That he is a Henglishman!
That he is an Englishman!
For he might have been a Roosian, [scoundrel]
A Frrench, or Turk, or Proosian, [absolute blackguard]
Or perhaps Itali-an! [the dirty dog]
Or perhaps Itali-an!
But in spite of all temptations
To belong to hother nations,
He remains a Henglishman! [aha! stout feller!]
He remains an Englishman!
For in spite of all temptations
To belong to other nations,
He remains an Englishman! [pip pip! carry on!]
He remains an Englishman!
Lavinia: Why my dear, is that a... manly tear you brush from your cheek?
Englishman: What what? Most certainly not m'dear. Something in me eye is all, polo pony or whatnot.
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