ORIGINAL RHYMES.

Westport Times, Volume VII, Issue 1119, 28 October 1873, Page 2

ORIGINAL RHYMES.

THE LOCAL PANOEAMA. [AS WRITTEN AND SUNO BY MR ROBERTS.] Some people shuffle through the world, And never strain a nerve, And got of comforts their full share, Far more than they deserve ; Some live by toil, some by the aid Of arithmetic and grammar, But I've a schema in view—l'll start A Local Pauovama. Our painters hero have promised me Their valuable aid, And Vorley guarantees to give Tke pictures to a shade. For my music I'll have Tommy's drum, And the rest of our wind jammers, But first I want your opinions all On my Local Panorama. FIRST SCENE. Westport will be the first picture I'll show, Before the flood came and destroyed it, iVhich upset the castles of the famed Eugene Joe, And none had the power to avoid it. 111 show you their plan of protecting the beach, The whole town for bags they were raking ; And I'll show yon the Doctor and famed Captain Leech, Engineers in the great undertaking. SECOND SCENE. I'll show you Host Hughes on the river (bank high) Lamenting the fall of the Empire ; Dan M'Leod, too, at sight of his wharf heaves a sigh, . And strange lie ne'er once loses temper. Then I'll show you the Nine Mile Road, Bourke and his men, And Stitt in a stew about his sugar; I'll have Pat vowing he'll ne'er take a contract again, For once is enough to get euchered. THIRD SCENE. The Protective Works, too, I'll have that all complete, Guaranteed to stand firm there for ever; And I'll show you a sketch of a respectable fleet Loading Ngakawhau coals in the river. The railway trains, too, arriving with coal, And in terror the goats away rushing ; And I'll give you a sketch of a parcel of gold, The proceeds of our long wished-for crushing. FOURTH SCENE All the modes for abstracting the gold from the sand To illustrate is my full intention, There's in Westland all sorts of ingenious plans, And I'll show you the latest invention. The beach claims I think I'll paint by themselves, With all their excitement and bustle; And a party discovering a new source of wealth, By boiling and pounding up mussels. FIFTH SCENE. Our brave Fire Brigade roused from repose, Rush to a fire about Gilmer's quarter; I'll have Fagg running round with his engine and hose, And sucking the drains out for water. I'll have Franklyn's Hotel next, with "sign of the times " Painted up on its side in large letters, And the bobbies at home, who can fish up no crimes, Having a game of leap-frog with the debtors. SIXTH SCENE. I'll have Munro studying the Electoral Roll A fortnight before the election, And then as he found himself footing the poll. This picture will be well worth inspection— The portraits of Tardley, Munro, and Tom Bond Denouncing the voters together. And Biacklock and Organ addressing the throng, Giving proof that there's nothing like leather. SEVENTH SCENE. Cr. Thorpe's maiden speech in a splendid glass case, And a bundle of beach-wood behind him ; And Julius Kelp pulling an awful long face When the magistrate twenty bob fined him. Next our Municipal Council condemning the goats, And Ihifferty in gold lace as Collector ; And Cr: Suisted giving good reasons to vote That Andy be Nuisance Inspector. EIGHTH SCENE. A view of the Coal Reserve, too, so much prized, And the Council discussing about it ; I'll show Cr. Sheahan with tears in his eyes, Saying "we never could manage without it," A chart of our up-country roads I'll show then, And what every one here will agree in, I'll have all the contractors paying their men, The best picture in my mind worth the seeing. NINTH SCENE. The Ngakawhau harbor, improvements, and all, Completely dried up I will show it; I'll have Falla and Field vowing to pay no more calls, And Beetham determined to go it, The pier heads choked up, the Coomerang wrecked In a most extraordinary manner, And the "Albion" wound up (gave it best) a bad spec, That'll wind up my grand Panorama.