Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, June 18, 1892 by Various
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[Illustration: AN OLD SONG REVIVED. COLONEL S-ND-RS-N _(the Irish "Lion Comique") sings_-- "WE DON'T WANT TO FIGHT, BUT, BY JINGO, IF WE DO, ----"] * * * * * THE USEFUL CRICKETER. (_A CANDID VETERAN'S CONFESSION._) [Illustration] I am rather a "pootlesome" bat-- I seldom, indeed, make a run; But I'm rather the gainer by that, For it's bad to work hard in the sun. As a "field" I am not worth a jot, And no one expects me to be; My run is an adipose trot, My "chances" I never can see. I am never invited to bowl, And though, p'raps, this seems like a slight In the depths of my innermost soul |
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