THE KINDERGARTEN WAY.

How They Enlist

TWO guardsmen, and a Dublin boyWere drinking in a barThe Dublin boy was standing treat,Unto the men of War,And thus to one, he speaketh so—The taller of the two—"I wonder how men come to goAnd list, now how did you?The soldier grinned a stately grin,In military style,He meant it for the Dublin boyAs patronising smile!"It kind of sort like worries me,—This was the cause of that,I always liked to feed on lean,I couldn't bolt the fat!"One day, it was at dinner, see,A big disgustin' lumpOf fat, was dumped upon my plate,I got the bloomin' hump!I merely took the thing uponMy fork, and with a sigh,I let my father have the fatWhop in his bloomin' eye!"A sign of partnership dissolvedBetween my boss, and me,I took the shillin', and becameA guardsman, as you see,But there! my appetite has beenMost tricky like, and mean,Now I can eat a pound of fat,And I detest the lean!"

TWO guardsmen, and a Dublin boyWere drinking in a barThe Dublin boy was standing treat,Unto the men of War,And thus to one, he speaketh so—The taller of the two—"I wonder how men come to goAnd list, now how did you?The soldier grinned a stately grin,In military style,He meant it for the Dublin boyAs patronising smile!"It kind of sort like worries me,—This was the cause of that,I always liked to feed on lean,I couldn't bolt the fat!"One day, it was at dinner, see,A big disgustin' lumpOf fat, was dumped upon my plate,I got the bloomin' hump!I merely took the thing uponMy fork, and with a sigh,I let my father have the fatWhop in his bloomin' eye!"A sign of partnership dissolvedBetween my boss, and me,I took the shillin', and becameA guardsman, as you see,But there! my appetite has beenMost tricky like, and mean,Now I can eat a pound of fat,And I detest the lean!"

TWO guardsmen, and a Dublin boyWere drinking in a barThe Dublin boy was standing treat,Unto the men of War,And thus to one, he speaketh so—The taller of the two—"I wonder how men come to goAnd list, now how did you?

TWO guardsmen, and a Dublin boy

Were drinking in a bar

The Dublin boy was standing treat,

Unto the men of War,

And thus to one, he speaketh so—

The taller of the two—

"I wonder how men come to go

And list, now how did you?

The soldier grinned a stately grin,In military style,He meant it for the Dublin boyAs patronising smile!"It kind of sort like worries me,—This was the cause of that,I always liked to feed on lean,I couldn't bolt the fat!

The soldier grinned a stately grin,

In military style,

He meant it for the Dublin boy

As patronising smile!

"It kind of sort like worries me,—

This was the cause of that,

I always liked to feed on lean,

I couldn't bolt the fat!

"One day, it was at dinner, see,A big disgustin' lumpOf fat, was dumped upon my plate,I got the bloomin' hump!I merely took the thing uponMy fork, and with a sigh,I let my father have the fatWhop in his bloomin' eye!

"One day, it was at dinner, see,

A big disgustin' lump

Of fat, was dumped upon my plate,

I got the bloomin' hump!

I merely took the thing upon

My fork, and with a sigh,

I let my father have the fat

Whop in his bloomin' eye!

"A sign of partnership dissolvedBetween my boss, and me,I took the shillin', and becameA guardsman, as you see,But there! my appetite has beenMost tricky like, and mean,Now I can eat a pound of fat,And I detest the lean!"

"A sign of partnership dissolved

Between my boss, and me,

I took the shillin', and became

A guardsman, as you see,

But there! my appetite has been

Most tricky like, and mean,

Now I can eat a pound of fat,

And I detest the lean!"

The kindergarten wayI

IN a perfumed orange grove, ajacent to Cordova,I taught the English Grammar unto a lady gay;The verb "to osculate"I taught to conjugate,Corporeally depicted, in kindergarten way.But by eavesdropping trick,A caballero quick,With lapse of condescension,—But where I may not mention,—In dexter handed flick,The Spanish verb to "stick"Corporeally inflicted, in kindergarten way.The verb "to do," he did it,For Spanish laws forbid it;To translate free,Corporeallee,The verb "to love," and practice it,Upon the pupil, 'tis unfit,To illustrate,Its active state,When passive hate,Behind a gate,Doth lie in wait,To teach the verb "to suffer,"In kindergarten way;He taught the verb "to suffer,"By impromt sword display,I learnt the verb "to suffer!"And would not, could not stay,So left upon that day,My fee he did not pay,His ingrate, Spanish way!

IN a perfumed orange grove, ajacent to Cordova,I taught the English Grammar unto a lady gay;The verb "to osculate"I taught to conjugate,Corporeally depicted, in kindergarten way.But by eavesdropping trick,A caballero quick,With lapse of condescension,—But where I may not mention,—In dexter handed flick,The Spanish verb to "stick"Corporeally inflicted, in kindergarten way.The verb "to do," he did it,For Spanish laws forbid it;To translate free,Corporeallee,The verb "to love," and practice it,Upon the pupil, 'tis unfit,To illustrate,Its active state,When passive hate,Behind a gate,Doth lie in wait,To teach the verb "to suffer,"In kindergarten way;He taught the verb "to suffer,"By impromt sword display,I learnt the verb "to suffer!"And would not, could not stay,So left upon that day,My fee he did not pay,His ingrate, Spanish way!

IN a perfumed orange grove, ajacent to Cordova,

I taught the English Grammar unto a lady gay;

The verb "to osculate"

I taught to conjugate,

Corporeally depicted, in kindergarten way.

But by eavesdropping trick,

A caballero quick,

With lapse of condescension,—

But where I may not mention,—

In dexter handed flick,

The Spanish verb to "stick"

Corporeally inflicted, in kindergarten way.

The verb "to do," he did it,

For Spanish laws forbid it;

To translate free,

Corporeallee,

The verb "to love," and practice it,

Upon the pupil, 'tis unfit,

To illustrate,

Its active state,

When passive hate,

Behind a gate,

Doth lie in wait,

To teach the verb "to suffer,"

In kindergarten way;

He taught the verb "to suffer,"

By impromt sword display,

I learnt the verb "to suffer!"

And would not, could not stay,

So left upon that day,

My fee he did not pay,

His ingrate, Spanish way!

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