Signor Topsy-Turvy's wonderful magic lantern or The World turned upside down. By the author of "My Mother," and other poems [Ann and Jane Taylor]. Illustrated with twenty-four engravings |
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THE CHIMNEY TURNED ROUND.
A wond'rous lad I heard of once,
A mighty clever person,
His aunt indeed woudl call him dunce—
But then he was not her son.
A mighty clever person,
His aunt indeed woudl call him dunce—
But then he was not her son.
E'en when a child he shew'd his wit,
By many a funny blunder;
In his white frock he'd cut a slit,
And cry, “I've done a wonder!”
By many a funny blunder;
In his white frock he'd cut a slit,
And cry, “I've done a wonder!”
When he an older youth was grown,
A great tall boy and slender,
He brought a new tick bolster down,
And placed it for a fender!
A great tall boy and slender,
He brought a new tick bolster down,
And placed it for a fender!
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He oft sat down upon a seat
So near the fire 'twould burn him,
And tho' he could not bear the heat,
He never thought to turn him.
So near the fire 'twould burn him,
And tho' he could not bear the heat,
He never thought to turn him.
What does this youth of wit profound!
Why (misses, hark, and masters),
He whirl'd the grate and chimney round,
By running them on castors!
Why (misses, hark, and masters),
He whirl'd the grate and chimney round,
By running them on castors!
Then in the midst a spit so tall
He fix'd, to end th' adventure,
So round runs fire, and chimney and all,
To roast the meat i'the centre!
He fix'd, to end th' adventure,
So round runs fire, and chimney and all,
To roast the meat i'the centre!
Encourage him is my desire,
Thro' this terraqueous globe all;
He'll set the very Thames on fire,
With icicle or snow-ball!
Thro' this terraqueous globe all;
He'll set the very Thames on fire,
With icicle or snow-ball!
T.
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