POETRY.

Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2245, 13 June 1881, Page 3

POETRY.

LITTLE GEORGEY AND THE UPPER BOYS. The following was picked up in the streets •f Wellington, The writing has been recognised as that of the head nurse of the Orphan Asylum, and the matter is supposed to relate to a late distressing incident in the L—g—s—ve C —no —1: — (Nurse) — Was um kept standing, Georgey dear . Oh naughty upper boys, To tire urn’s little tootaioums, And spoil urn’s little joys. Um wont to see the big boys, Like a little turtle dove, With urn’s eyes all beaming fondness, And urn’s soul all full of love. But they kept um standing there, Upon the cold, cold floor, And urn’s little knees felt weak, And urn’s little joints were sore. Often in corner has um stood, With a foolscap on urn’s head, And urn’s face bow’d urn’s breast. And urn’s little heart like lead. But never half so swiftly, Did the tears run down urn’s nose, As when before those lounging boys Um damp’d urn’s little toes. Those upper boys, those naughty boys, How could they be so cruel, To treat my little darling so — Little Georgey— sotto voce ) Darn ’em ! I’ll give ’em gruel.