The best of the British fell in the Boer War,

World Wars ! and 2,

On the Somme, Passchendaele, Verdun.

Galipolli, Malaya, Aden, North Africa, Normandy.

Gene-pool fucked from then on. 

Our luckier cousins had long ago set off across the broad Atlantic

Convicts moved straight on to the antipodes,

To the Swan River of Western Australia

Convict scum of the East End born to live again.

Like the ragged Scots, after Culloden,

So many Irish everywhere in the Empire,

The Raj with its spice and opium settlements in Shanghai,

Hong Kong, Colombo, Bombay, Capetown, Freemantle, Calcutta.

Every mountain climbed, every plant classified, every animal skinned,

All oceans crossed, all gambles taken,

All luck lost, for this, our never-Christian nation.

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