THE BULGARIAN BUG.

Manawatu Herald, Volume XLIV, Issue 2402, 9 March 1922, Page 4

THE BULGARIAN BUG.

(With apologies to Kipling's “Danny Deever.”) “What bug is this they talk about?” ask matrons old and staid. “It makes "you well, it makes you well,” the Doctor Johnny said. “What makes it look so white, so white ” ask matrons old and staid. “The milk that it’s been bathing in,” the Doctor Johnny said. take your bug to-day, or else you’ll hear ‘The Dead March play; You’re getting old and stout, my *. dear, you’re fading right away. But take a dose of this, old soul, your pain will go away. If you only take your I jug, dear, in the morning.’’

“What is it that makes us breathe so hard?” -asks matrons old and staid. <: ’ “The bitter cold, the bitter cold, ’ ' the Doctor Johnny said. “What makes us women folk fall down?” say matrons old and staid. “A touch of sun, a touch of sun,” tlie Doctor Johnny said. They, have taken all the pills and dope, they have gone the chemists! l'ound. Unless they cure their troubles they will soon be underground, And'in the Never-Never this cure will ne-er be found, So mind and take your bug, dear, in ' the morning.

“Is her complaint as bad as ours?” : ask the matrons old and staid: “She’s passing out; she’s passing out,” the Doctor Johnny said. “She stole our ,milk a score of times,” say matrons old and staid. “There soon wjll be no milk to steal,” the Doctor Johnny said; For this microbe works miracles, it takes away all ills; You’ll be rid of your rheumatics, you will e’en eschew your pills; And this will be the end, we hope, of all yopr doctor’s bills, So taste and take your bug, dear, in the morning.

“And how long must wo take the stuff?” ask matrons ‘old and staid. '“Till you . are cured, till you are. cured,” the Doctor Johnny said. “And bow long, doctor, f will that i be?” say matrons old and staid. “It may be nqver; it may be soon,” the Doctor Johnny said. If you are wise, and drink perpotu- ■ ally, no. doctors you will pay, Although in many eases they will take you right away. • Yes, I thought I’d get you shaking, and you’ll want ho food to-day After taking all, your bug, dear, in the morning. ! -—A.B.C. in Auckland Observed.