VAGRANT VERSE
WHAT OF THE WEATHER? (Written for the Southland Times). End of the sunshine, come rain or come snow What do they matter to us? Let them go! Whatever the weather Let’s gather together, All iu line feather, And greet him And treat him, However wo meet him, The Prince of ail Empire, the joy of a world ! Flags are unfurl’d! Be they drooping or gleaming Beneath the sun’s beaming, Or soaked with the teeming Of rains, let us cheer him Whenever we’re near him. The bonniest lad that has ever come down, Bonnet or Crown, To the south on a questing That int’rest attesting Our Love is behesting. Our hats may be dripping Our feet the damp gripping, But still there comes tripping Up from our hearts the loud cheer of the glad For this handsome lad With smile that’s disarming— The Prince of the People, The Prince of the Empire, Prince Charming ! Shaun O’Sullivan. Invercargill, May 20,
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Southland Times, Issue 18826, 20 May 1920, Page 4
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160VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 18826, 20 May 1920, Page 4
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