A bit of courage and keep your chin up.

We will conquer the world before we sup.

Round the curving face of China’s great wall

And through the climates of eternal fall.

We’ll snake through Brazilian jungles, low

And sign treaties in wooden bungalows.

Maybe stop for curry in New Delhi

And have our fill of both eye and belly.

Board again our men-of-war after lunch

And sail to North America on a hunch.

The world won’t believe us when we tell them

That we stole away this morning,

And we came back in the evening

With every flag wrapped wide from stern to stem.