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Ulysses

I gave it to Molly
Because she was jolly,
The leg of the duck,

The leg of the duck.
(Private Carr and Private Compton, swaggersticks tight in
their oxters, as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst
together from their mouths a volleyed fart. Laughter of men from
the lane. A hoarse virago retorts.)
THE VIRAGO: Signs on you, hairy arse. More power
the Cavan girl.
CISSY CAFFREY: More luck to me. Cavan,
Cootehill and Belturbet. (She sings)
I gave it to Nelly
To stick in her belly,
The leg of the duck,
The leg of the duck.
(Private Carr and Private Compton turn and counterretort,
their tunics bloodbright in a lampglow, black sockets of caps on
their blond cropped polls. Stephen Dedalus and Lynch pass
through the crowd close to the redcoats.)
PRIVATE COMPTON: (Jerks his finger) Way for the
parson.
PRIVATE CARR: (Turns and calls) What ho, parson!
CISSY CAFFREY: (Her voice soaring higher)

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