Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 8, 1892 by Various
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page 25 of 42 (59%)
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Bet half the middle-aged men-folk will join!
Then we _might_ get an occasional jolly day, Free from the pests who perplex and purloin. "Health-Resort" quackery, portmanteau-packery, Cheat-brigade charges and chills I might miss. Dear-bought jimcrackery, female knicknackery!-- Oh! 'twere pure bliss! * * * * * BRAVO, BOBBY! ["The Brighton Police have received orders to move on all organ-grinders."] Bless you, Brighton Bobby, bless you, Boldly bringing balmy bliss! Barrel--organ barred--I guess you Banish blatant bands with this. Brazen blasts, by boobies blowing, Bad as barrel's buzz can be. Bid them budge! I'd vote for throwing Beggars like these in the sea. Battered bands from Bremen, Berlin; Bearded bandits, born between Bari and Bergamo, hurl in! Bathed--that's what they've never been! |
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