THE SENTIMENTAL DIGGER.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 37, 26 November 1920, Page 1

THE SENTIMENTAL DIGGER.

FAREWELL TO LOKPOK. \ There's a trail that leads me home, So long, Big Smoke, I'm off to-day. The train slides out of Paddington, The liner's waiting in Tor Bay. Its good to think of home again ; But- still I take it rather hadlv To leave the girls of London town, I never thought we'd part so sa-dly. My little dear from Dulwich Hill, The skirt who liailed from Shepherd's Bush, My own sweetheart from Surbiton, And all the happy Plumstead push. The Finsbury flapper and her friend, A chicken — from Chalk Farm, I think, The Shoreditch sheila whom I met, At Southend, in tlie.skating rink. The kid who canve from Kennington, The Bloomsbury bint- from near H.Q., The peaches gay from Piccadilly; My mod.est Mayfair maiden too. The Wanstead widow (at her place She'd never let me stay too late), My Levton lass, and, best of all, My fairy fay from Forest Gate. The heauties, too, from Bayswater, The tarts who toiled at Turnham Green, The Brixton brides, the To'oting tabs, And many a charming city queen. E are well to girls of London town, I'll dream of you for many a day. The train slides out of Paddington, The liner's waiting in Tor Bay. — Phirho.