Deean’t be ti pawky wi’ yer lip,
An’ frev anuther’s glass deean’t sip—
Tha’re kittlish things ti deea.
B——.
SONG.
A Blighted Young Man.
Noo stan’s afoor ya a blighted young man
Wheeas leyfe is fast slithering awaay;
Ah’s dowly an’ dwining, an’, deea what Ah mud,
Ah caan’t lig mah troubles awaay.