Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 15, 1892 by Various
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page 8 of 47 (17%)
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Reglar Doctor-Shop, 'Arrygate is; see their photos all over the
town. Mine is doing me dollups of good; I'm quite peckish, and jest a bit brown. I'm making the most of my time, and a-laying in all I can carry. So 'ere ends this budget of brimstone and baths from your sulphur-soaked 'ARRY. * * * * * [Illustration: A FROG HE WOULD A-ROWING GO! A SAD SONG OF THE INTERNATIONAL BOAT RACE. (_WITH MR. PUNCH'S CORDIAL COMPLIMENTS TO THE VICTORIOUS FRENCH EIGHT_.) AIR--"_A Frog he would a-Wooing go_." A FROGGIE would a-rowing go, Heigho for Rowing! To see if Big BULLIE could lick him or no; With his boating form that's all gammon and spinach. Heigho for British Rowing! So off he set with his boating-cap, Heigho for Rowing! And swore at Big BULL he would just have a slap! |
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