THE HUMOUR O'T!
(Namely of Parliament, as seen through Harry Furniss's fancy.)
AIR—"The Wooing o't."
LIKA JOKO makes us laugh,
Ha! ha! the humour o't!
With caricature and caustic chaff;
He! he! the humour o't!
Parliament strikes some as slow,
LIKA JOKO deems not so;
Visit his St. Stephen's Show!
Humph! humph! the humour o't!
GLADSTONE stern and GLADSTONE staid,
Ha! ha! the humour o't!
GLADSTONE in war-paint arrayed,
He! he! the humour o't!
GLADSTONE "Out" and GLADSTONE "In,"
GLADSTONE with colossal chin,
Giant collars plunged within,
Humph! humph! the humour o't!
SMITH with bland perennial smile,
Ha! ha! the humour o't!
BALFOUR, pet of the Green Isle,
He! he! the humour o't!
HARCOURT, big as Babel's tower,
GOSCHEN, with myopic glower,
JOSEPH of the orchid-flower.
Humph! humph! the humour o't!
How they muster, how they "tell,"
Ha! ha! the humour o't!
Woes of the Division Bell,
He! he! the humour o't!
All—from Prayers to "Who goes Home?"
O'er St. Stephens you may roam;
LIKA JOKO bids you. Come!
Humph! humph! the humour o't!
LIKA JOKO is a wag,
Ha! ha! the humour o't!
All the tricks are in his bag,
He! he! the humour o't!
He can mimic, he can mime,
Draw, and act, and—what is prime—
Keep you laughing all the time.
Humph! humph! the humour o't!
Why doesn't some Musical Photographic Artist of Scotch Nationality compose a March for his fellow Professors and Practisers, and call it "The March of the Camera Men"? Sure to be popular.
AN UN-"COMMON" GOOD HORSE.—The Winner of this Year's Two Thousand.