My 88 year old Dad, who served in the Eighth Air Force in England during WW II as a mechanic, was always one to take part in any off-base entertainment that might be available. A local pub was sponsoring a small talent show and invited American servicemen stationed nearby to take part. My Dad memorized this famous poem by Rudyard Kipling and stood up and recited it in a limey accent he had made a point to acquire while there. He's now in his last few days at a local nursing home.
Enjoy:
http://www.kipling.org.uk/poems_gunga.htmJR
