Air.—"The Future Mrs. 'Awkins."
I'm done, my little doner! I'm jest about a goner!
My savings all U. P.!
You always said I shouldn't; but resist big names I couldn't,
No, they fairly nobbled me.
Now Mister Justice 'Awkins, 'onest 'Enery Hawkins,
Some Directors' wool does comb.
So 'elp me bob, I'm crazy. I must ha' bin a daisy!
Won't it bust our 'umble 'ome!
(Spoken or sung.) Won't it!