Time to share more Kipling, as I’m wont to do.
Belts
There was a row in Silver Street that’s near to Dublin Quay,
Between an Irish regiment an’ English cavalree;
It started at Revelly an’ it lasted on till dark:
The first man dropped at Harrison’s, the last forninst the Park.
For it was: — “Belts, belts, [...]
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