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Verses by H. BELLOC Pictures by B. T. B.
LONDON: DUCKWORTH & CO.
Printed in Great Britain at The Mayflower Press, Plymouth . William Brendon & Son, Ltd.
During a late election Lord Roehampton strained a vocal chord From shouting, very loud and high, To lots and lots of people why The Budget in his own opin- -Ion should not be allowed to win.
sought a Specialist, who said: You have a swelling in the head: Your Larynx is a thought relaxed And you are greatly over-taxed.
I am indeed! On every side! The Earl (for such he was) replied
In hoarse excitement.... Oh! My Lord, You jeopardize your vocal chord! Broke in the worthy Specialist. Come! Here's the treatment! I insist! To Bed! to Bed! And do not speak A single word till Wednesday week, When I will come and set you free (If you are cured) and take my fee.
On Wednesday week the Doctor hires A Brand-new Car with Brand-new Tyres And Brand-new Chauffeur all complete For visiting South Audley Street.
But what is this? No Union Jack Floats on the Stables at the back! No Toffs escorting Ladies fair Perambulate the Gay Parterre. A 'Scutcheon hanging lozenge-wise And draped in crape appals his eyes Upon the mansion's ample door, To which he wades through
drowned in tears, On opening but confirms his fears: Oh! Sir!—Prepare to hear the worst!... Last night my kind old master burst. And what is more, I doubt if he Has left enough to pay your fee. The Budget——
With a dreadful oath, The Specialist,
denouncing both The Budget and the House of Lords, Buzzed angrily Bayswaterwards.