 | Original Songs (1861) |  |
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JOHN BULL'S SHOPBOYS.
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John bull keeps a shop, and he said to his boys,“I've a thief of a neighbour who makes a loud noise;
He's always a boasting of what he can do,
And says that his boys are much better than you.
Such froth and foam makes me quite heady,
You've always been good boys and steady,
And able, and willing, and ready,
And I'll back you to shoot his shopboys.
II
“I'll make you all soldiers, I'll send you to drill,And since he follows the trade, why, I'll teach you to kill;
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You shall beat all his boys, if they come here to shoot.
I'll put all my girls in your places,
And leave them to sell ribbons and laces,
And you shall wear beards on your faces:
I'll make soldiers of all my shopboys.
III
“I'll deal with him still, as we both sell and buy,But when you carry my samples for him to try,
Heed no more what he says than you do a fly's buzz,
But keep a sharp eye upon all that he does,
For his meaning he always stifles.
Still, don't go and quarrel for trifles,
And hang you, if you leave your rifles,
You no longer shall be my shopboys.”
T. M.
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