Original Poetry.

Marlborough Express, Volume III, Issue 140, 17 October 1868, Page 6

Original Poetry.

+ ; ' THE PROVINCE OP MARLBOROUGH 1 , BVIH9 ■ A '‘SUMMARY" OF RECENT BVKNT3 THERBXtf. Come listen to the epic muse- . .Who has;gathered up the ‘‘Latest News," Of all the great and little goes, ; V Ttet excite the folks Of Marlborough. -If ypu.will just a.little wait, . .The whole of the fun t will relate, And shew in verse the “ social " state • Of the famous Province of Marlborough ! First, two old cronies had a paper war; 4 1 mean “ W.N,” and “S.L.Q.R.” i \ But the sweetest of music will sometimes jar Even in happy Marlborough ! Then Moses and Aaron did fall out, , With wells and closets they made a rout, To poison a neighbour, they found out, Was contrary to law in Marlborough. figging George discoverd a house in a blaze, Six hundred pounds got lost in the haze; ■ And an effigy high some folks did raise, v: On the top of a pole in Marlborough, This Province is one of great renown, But 'greater still is Blenheim Town! Where thehip on the little have a “down,” .They-re so flash in the Province of Marlborough. Some swells t’other, day went dancing mad, But “ a Father" thought they ought to be sad, Because the dyphtheria had been so bad All over the Province of Marlborough ! “ Iconoclast” said we’d no cause to be sadder; On the contrary thinks we ought to be gladder ; Then a young (?) “ Lion” roars from the “ rungs" of a “ladder,” [madder, And “ old Paterfamilias ” tries to make ’em run AD over the Province of Marlborough. Then a smart Dttle lawyer thinks he’U have a dip In the “ squabble pie,” and threatens to whip Our Editor out of his manuscript, But that game would’nt stand in Marlborough. The Menagerie dodge the News means to try on, And has started the trade with a “Mouse” and a “Lion,” And a long ‘'social ladder" the “Donkey” to tie on, Fine fun for the Province of Marlborough ! Perhaps you may think what I say is a joke, But let ’em go on—they’ll do a good stroke. So we’U chuck ’em a copper to send up the moke For the edification of Marlborough. When the ex-barbers’ clerk got a fit of the spleen, . He got his muse, or some other old quean To caU the Express a “ weak Magazine” To the great amusement of Marlborough. But weak as it is, it can come out strong, But I don’t Dke to make my tale too long, So I shaU dry up my little song— And say “ Good-bye to Marlborough.” Taipo.