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Ping-Wing.

Ping-wing he pie-man son,
He velly worst chilo állo Can-tón,
He steal he mother picklum mice,
An thlowee cat in bilin' rice.
Hab chow-chow up, an' “Now,” talk he,
“My wonda' where he meeow cat be?”
Ping-Wing he look-see, tinkey fun
Two piecee man who shleep in sun,
Shleepee sound he yeung-ki, fáta,
Ping tie 'um pigtail allo togata,
T'hen filee clacker an' offy lun,
T'hat piecee velly bad pie-man son.
Ping-Wing see gentleum wailo—go
He scleamee, “Hai yah—fan-kwei lo!”
All-same you savvy in Chinee,
“One foleign devil lookee see!”

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But gentleum t'hat pidgin know,
He catchee Ping and floggum so,
T'hat állo-way flom that day, maskee
He velly good littee Chinee.

Note.—Dis no pukka stoly. No hab got one so-bad piecee boy állo China-side wat makee so to he fatha.

Ah Chung.

 

Ate.

Uncle (unusual, C. V.)

Fáta, father (C. V.)