Poetry Column.

Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume IV, Issue 191, 17 April 1902, Page 4

Poetry Column.

The King of the May

The departure ot the people’s uncrowned king for England is too great au opportunity for the poets” to miss. The following from the Christchurch “ Star ” is pretty medium about the the middle. R.J.S. sings—

You must wake and call me early - call me early, Joseph dear ! (You must rise pretty early to catch me asleep, I fear. For I’m oli to the Coronation in a dignified sort of way. I’m going to England in May, Joseph I’m going to England in May,

There’s many a slim, slim brain, Joseph, but none so slim as mine. The small State Premiers are kicking up a most unholy shine, For “ Australasia’s leadership” I’m unsurping—so they say, And the tail is wagging the dog, Joseph— I’m ofi to England in May,

For I saw the lay of the land, Joseph—’for i ver it came to blows, And I weathered on all who couldn’t see an inch beyond their nose, And I “ rose” till I bluffed out Toby, and the ace of trumps did play. And wiped the eye of the Commonwealth so I’m off to England in May,

They chuck out our oats and spuds, Joseph—they do not import a ton. They say that our land would only make an average back-blocks run, Bub they don’t like second fiddle to the bagpipes that I play, And at Home I’m Lion to Toby’s Mouse, as I think I shall find in May. I nailed the pea in the thimble, I spotted the gold in the lump, I tumbled to what must happen—l saw how f the cat would jump, My gallant Maoriianders fought like men Jn the tightest fray, jA- -I-ih public will rise at me ise:; ddle along in May. do c ;! r rly, Joseph—l must place f r . • o throne, jF-n the • would be a fizzle if I didn’t : : .r. ■ . :e; iiAtri ; o-to meetings—l’m sure to p . o slay, Asi !i -i 'e me decent weeds and guest of the State In May. !>»'• U: ■; ;/ *?re I go, Joseph—don’t fall my reck, *U: n ' :ry tickets single, and write me a - u i fir.ed cheque J The Vn? h?s no heir, my Joseph, and thi Pope ir old, they say, And I may* stay on to straighten things vj, wim i once get home in May.