Humour.
Suppressed. lie was a sturdy patriot. And he wore a big sombrero He carried a wicked knife, and Jived In Rio de Janeiro. He didn’t neglect bis regular work You couldn’t say that about him ; But no revolution could be said To be complete without him. Whenever his daily toil was o’er He’d be plunged in deep dejection, Unless he happened to have a date To attend an insurrection. He married a beautiful dark-ej’ed girl, A flower of the Equator, She kicked whenever be didn’t get home Until half-past two, or later. Now, when the “ vivas ’’ rend the skies At midnight, he’s grim and surly, For he can’t take in any “ coup d’etat ” Unless it finishes early. So he’s retired from public life, And grieves that bis country may be Lost for the want of his trusty sword While he walks the floor with the baby,
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Kaikoura Star, Volume XIV, Issue 739, 18 May 1894, Page 7
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147Humour. Kaikoura Star, Volume XIV, Issue 739, 18 May 1894, Page 7
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