Posted by Admin on 19 July 2006, 12:00 am
Zechariah Jones, strolling up and down,
looking for a pretty girl to show him London Town,
saw a likely lass, gave her the ‘glad eye’,
and when he asked her out do dine
this was her reply:
“Oh Zechariah, let’s have a couple of nips
of ‘mother’s ruin’ in a bar, and then some fish and chips,
and then we’ll have a knees-up,
the dancing’s sure to please,
then we’ll finish the night all merry and bright
with a basin of faggots and peas.”
Sergeant Major Green, on a wangled pass,
on parade in Leicester Square, looking for a lass,
met a naughty girl, gave her the old sign
and when his arm went round her waist
she sang this little rhyme:
“Oh Sergeant Major, let’s have a drop or two
of rum to drive the cold out and keep away the ‘flu.
Then come with me to Shoreditch,
where you may lose a stripe,
but you’ll feel jolly good and get in the mood
on jellied eels, onions and tripe.”
So young men when in London, just be on your guard,
avoid the painted ‘fillies’ in the Empire’s Promenade.
For you may bet your wages
they’re always out to dupe,
so mind how you go, or they’ll take all your ‘dough’
and land you in the soup.
T. C. Hudson
© T. C. Hudson.
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