CRICKET TRIOLETS.
I ran for a catch, With the sun in my eyes, sir; Being sure at a "snatch," I ran for a cafch Now I wear a black patch, And a nose such a size, sir ! I ran for a catch, With the sun in my eyes, sir. I siepped in t-o drive, And the umpire said "Out, sir!" Being last to arrive, I stepped in to drive, For we wanted but five, ' And had made them, no doubt, sir; But I stepped in to drive, And the umpire said "Out, sir!" Coulson Kernahan, "The Poets and Uie Poetry of the Nineteenth Century."
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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 15, 25 June 1920, Page 12
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104CRICKET TRIOLETS. Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 15, 25 June 1920, Page 12
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