Say, was it fancy? I saw a flush
O'er the coarse cheeks of that Coster rush,
"Stash it!" he murmured. A Coster blush?
Oh, what a surprise!
SALLIE,--she clung to his muscular arm--
With a look half lovingness, half alarm,
He stooped and--kissed her! Now, was it _your_ charm,
Two lovely brown eyes?

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Two lovely brown eyes!
Oh, what a surprise!
Was it your influence, gentle yet strong,
Two lovely brown eyes?

"BILL," whispered she, "you may bet two _d
She_ never nagged at 'er bloke--like _me_--
He never wheeled a whelk-barrer, d'yer see?
Oh, what a surprise!
Parties with cultcher and piles o'cash
Ain't no temptation to row or bash,
But--who's to tell but she's jilted '_er_ mash--
Miss Lovely Brown Heyes?"

_Chorus._

Two lovely brown eyes!
Oh, what a surprise!
Twinkled like stars 'twixt a tear and a frown,