With a stror 'at and puggeree, Charlie, low shoes and new mulberry gloves.
If I didn't jest fetch our two gals, it's a pity;—and wasn't they loves?
We'd three chaps in the boat besides me,—jest a nice little party of six,
But they didn't get arf a look in 'long o' me; they'd no form, them two sticks.
If you'd seen me a settin' and steerin' with one o' the shes on each side,
You'd a thought me a Turk in check ditters, and looked on your 'Arry with pride.
Wy, we see a swell boat with three ladies, sech rippers, in crewel and buff,
(If I pulled arf a 'our in their style it 'ud be a bit more than enough)
Well, I tipped 'em a wink as we passed and sez, "Go it, my beauties, well done!"
And, oh lor! if you'd twigged 'em blush up you'd a seen 'ow they relished the fun.