A. P. Herbert
Any Englishman To His Son - Poem by A. P. Herbert
My lad, I like America a lot,
And she can give us much we haven't got.
By all means speak like some Chicago tough
If England's English is not clear enough.
By all means sing the songs of Hollywood
If 'Annie Laurie' is no longer good.
But two small things I must impress on you:
Pray do not jitterbug-AND DO NOT CHEW'.
May 14, 1944
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