Friday, 11 November 2011

The Grand old Duke of York poem

The Grand old Duke of York poem
 
The Grand old Duke of York he had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again.
When they were up, they were up
And when they were down, they were down
And when they were only halfway up
They were neither up nor down.

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