LAMENTATION.

Kumara Times, Issue 808, 3 May 1879, Page 2

LAMENTATION.

Come all you yictihis, And listen unto me f""'"'' '"■ I'll sing a little dictum' About your misery : '.j ■-; ■~- ■ ; .■_ 'Twas on a Suntlay morning,,,. "',, <-. .., Before the break p',.dssjr r ,.,' Jt "'' *. I Baw a little barber f . K ''"'■''"'"''. h '" : : By chance upon tHVway: : ■ -2 V With a dame he sat a talfing?^' 4 * And little did he know '■' '• \.:'i>That near him then taas-jralking One who was his foe. .-••• ..,.. ; To hear his conversation n ~ I drew nigh to a bush, And this doleful lamentation He sung like any thrush : I'l tell you now, my charmer, And all 1 say is true, That "Dick," Lawless, arid Ro^gert^ Begun the Board anew. And as they've diddled me, -.•■- jThe latest news that's rife, r Those foolish dupes from DiUman's, \; They'll come and '-take my life'!''"' When first I attacked the Board v '■'! ."'.' 'Twas on election day ; ' _ ' And I got completely floor'd,-- :! ' ? Which lessen'd much my. pay. Since then I filled my coffers, * At fools' expense, yoU know, By siezure in their office - Of chattels worth an 0. Methought I squash'd the Board, Amid great joy and glee, : And never again,' no more, That body for to see. My cnrse attend Dick S n, Wherever he may go ; He is the (L)aw-less fellow- • v. Who wrought my overthrow. One time there was a scramble':'; /For the Road Board chair to get f I ran away for Sandle, To oblige " Diok," my pet: '""'' But now the times are changing—-" ■ The wind blows t'other way : : ' •" He who was then engaging, Is a bitter foe to-day. I'll try, once more, the gulling, ' At other people's cost, I'll telegraph to Pollen, •■•;•■..„ Before my billet's lost. . . '. ''*l : Gazetting of the '' chairman," .'"".' '.'. Though not required by law, Is the only jjoint availing ' ; *• On which to put my paw. <\ ";! f A • Now to conclude and finish : I have no more to say ; If my labours once diminish, I cannot make it pay, ->' Y \ ",, I'll keep the ball a' rolling So long as ever I can ; I'll keep those dupes a' roaring^ All to the very man. And if those fellows fail me, ■'/■ Another move I'll make— The only plan to save me • -•... \? Is to draw on Mr Blake. ; / So farewell tojyau,..my honey, *^ There's nothing like being 'smart: I'll go and raise more money, And drop the shaving art, . . §POKESHAVE.