Bab Ballads and Savoy Songs by Sir W. S. (William Schwenck) Gilbert
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His views were exceedingly proper; He wanted to wed, So he called at her shed And saw her progenitor whop her-- Her mother sit down on her head. "So pretty," said he, "and so trusting! You brute of a dad, You unprincipled cad, Your conduct is really disgusting. Come, come, now, admit it's too bad! "You're a turbaned old Turk, and malignant; Your daughter Lenore I intensely adore And I cannot help feeling indignant, A fact that I hinted before. "To see a fond father employing A deuce of a knout For to bang her about. To a sensitive lover's annoying." Said the bagman, "Crusader, get out!" Says Guy, "Shall a warrior laden With a big spiky knob. Stand idly and sob. While a beautiful Saracen maiden Is whipped by a Saracen snob? |
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