SPECIAL POME.

Temuka Leader, Issue 269, 8 June 1880, Page 2

SPECIAL POME.

THE SPEECH FROM THE THRONE OcH, shades iiT'Dini-o-(*hnn«-n», An'aitch yrnte liavt iuu janux, Discind from high Olympus, an' as-i«t nu to implore The help av all the Muses, Who nivir yit refuses But ivermore infuses Mi- shuneful lire to soar. I'll mount me bould Pig-asscs, An' thravel to Parnassus, To taste the springs o' Hillicon, an' giv' me varses tone, I'm filled wid admiras iun, Upon this grand occashun, Me thaime is the or siun Delivered from the throne Sinse Sisero, the Roman, There nivir yit was uo man That spoke such.tuudhrin' iloquent palaver— Oel), umvrone, Not Orattan, I'll go bail, Nor brave Dan, the grate repailer, Nor Barry, the bould whaler, Spoke ho grand from the throne. Begorra, 1 was wwhin' The luvely composishun Was one o' me iff ushuni, an' rote be me alone; Luk here, me daycint naybors, Sir Herculis's lavbors Worm'ghty grand, be jabers, That day from the throne The nate an' lovely phr arsis, Upon me sowl, amazes The stewjints av the colliges who study the high flown, 'Twas hke a purty pome, he Bead wid such sweet aromy, An* here's an ippytomey Av the speech from the thronei — " Me noble lords and gintlemin, Begog, I'm happy for to meet yea, Our counthry jails ye here agin, An' faix, me boys, I'm "proud to greet yez ; The monethary pressure's past, Tho hard Mines has at last gone by, sirs, '"he counthry'.- comin' right at last, Faix, so I'm tould be me advisers "The loci inanufacthnrs now Ingage our sarions attinshun ; To lam the natives how to plough I've sint some boys, i here may minxhun; I've taken steps to guard our shores— Bould Colonel Scratchloy'* very wise, sirs,| He wants big guns —some mighty bores. He'll aisy find 'mong me advisers " The rivine.e an' intimates Are ready for ye in the budget, Begog we'll h»ve to pay more rates. But sure I know yell nivergrudgoit; W« 've bills galore to mind and meet, We have been living far too high, sirs, We're on our last legs, or our feet, Faix so I'm tould by me advisers " Av coorse the lands we will unlock, We wa t .o sittle hardy yo-min Upon aitch fertile farm and block (Whist, boys : for this is only blow, min), An' now, me hearties, let me bless Yer jewties, labours, and yer ey»s, sirs ; This nate aud beautiful addhress Was rote for me be me advisers. PADDY MURPHY. lambton Kay, 28th M »y, 1880.