More Bab Ballads by Sir W. S. (William Schwenck) Gilbert
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That monarch addressed him gaily,
"Hum! Golly de do to-day? Hum! Lily-white Buckra Sailee"-- (You notice his playful way?)-- "What dickens you doin' here, sar? Why debbil you want to come? Hum! Picaninnee, dere isn't no sea In City Canoodle-Dum!" And GOWLER he answered sadly, "Oh, mine is a doleful tale! They've treated me werry badly In Lunnon, from where I hail. I'm one of the Family Royal-- No common Jack Tar you see; I'm WILLIAM THE FOURTH, far up in the North, A King in my own countree!" Bang-bang! How the tom-toms thundered! Bang-bang! How they thumped this gongs! Bang-bang! How the people wondered! Bang-bang! At it hammer and tongs! Alliance with Kings of Europe Is an honour Canoodlers seek, Her monarchs don't stop with PEPPERMINT DROP Every day in the week! FRED told them that he was undone, For his people all went insane, And fired the Tower of London, |
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