A Summer Christmas and a Sonnet upon The S.S. "Ballaarat." By Douglas B. W. Sladen |
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| A Summer Christmas and a Sonnet upon The S.S. "Ballaarat." | ||
“You see what comes of chaffing, Will,”
Observed his mother, asking Lil
What they had left, and when she heard
Their bag, remarked that she preferred
Snippets on toast to any bird
They'd shot in the whole morning's sport.
Whether it was that Mrs Forte
Was so inordinately fond
Of snippets nicely trussed and browned
Or wished mild censure to convey
To Will for Lil, is hard to say.
At any rate she was not wont
Her likes and dislikes to recount
At other times so forcibly.
Observed his mother, asking Lil
What they had left, and when she heard
Their bag, remarked that she preferred
Snippets on toast to any bird
They'd shot in the whole morning's sport.
Whether it was that Mrs Forte
Was so inordinately fond
Of snippets nicely trussed and browned
Or wished mild censure to convey
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At any rate she was not wont
Her likes and dislikes to recount
At other times so forcibly.
| A Summer Christmas and a Sonnet upon The S.S. "Ballaarat." | ||