Poor Lukey ran, but Ralph was left, he couldn't get away,
They pelted him till Watchey cam and ended wor sad fray;
Then Ralphy suen fand Luke agyen; but such a seet, begox!
His nose and fyece was thick o' blood—just like a Bubbly Jock's.
Fal de ral, &c.
Smash! how! dis thou ken Tommy D——n? said Ralphy in a hurry:
Aw seed him fightin' on the stage yen neet in 'Tom and Jurry;'
A grocer chep aw sat beside, tell'd me his nyem in turn,
Wi' Crib, an' Gas, an' a' the rest, and cliver Jemmy B——n.
Fal de ral, &c.
That neet we had a haggish fight, 'tween B——n and D——n sae fine—
Aw roar'd out, Aw'll lay ony brass that Jim ower Tom will shine!
But, wiv his haggish, Tommy suen gav Jemmy such a peg.
He fell smack doon upon the stage—begox, he broke his leg!
Fal de ral, &c.
The next time aw cum ti' the toon, if we fa' in togither,
We'll hev a jill and drink success to B——n and D——n howsever:
Aw own that aw was fairly duen, an' smatter'd varry sair,
But ne'er for want o' haggishes shall Ralph be beaten mair.
Fal de ral, &c.
THE PITMAN'S DREAM;
Or, A Description of the North Pole.
BY THE SAME.
Tune—"Newcastle Fair."
Aw dream'd aw was at the North Powl,
It's a fine place a-back o' the muen, man—
Maw sangs! Captain Parry will growl,
For he cannot get tid half sae seun, man:
There aw seed the Queen, Caroline,
And her lass they sae badly did use, man,
Wi' Geordy the Thurd drinking wine,
And the snuffy au'd dyem brushing shoes, man.
Rum ti iddity, &c.