Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV

Parodies

I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming,
        Vere the people call out “Pork,”
      But I am coming, I am coming,
        To be rested from my vork.

      I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming
        But our _shaboth_ it is nigh,
      So I’m coming, so I’m coming,
        To vish you all good-bye.

  _Universal Songster_, Vol. 3.

                     ――――

               I’VE BEEN EATING.

      I’ve been eating, I’ve been eating,
        In the north and in the south
      And I’m coming, and I’m coming,
        With the crumbs about my mouth.

      I’ve been stuffing, I’ve been stuffing
        Plates of beef, of pork and veal;
      And my corporation’s puffing,
        With an out-and-out good meal.

      I’ve been drinking, I’ve been drinking,
        Heavy wet and Hodges’ gin,
      And I’m going, and I’m going,
       To my attic back again.

      I’ve been eating, I’ve been eating,
        In the north and in the south;
      From the shops I’m now retreating,
        With the crumbs about my mouth!

                     ――――

         SONG BY A SHIFTY POLITICIAN.
    (_Not_ dedicated to Mr. Robert Lowe.)

      I’ve been turning――I’ve been turning,
        Tory, Radical, and Whig,
      And I’m earning, and I’m earning,
        Something handsome by the rig.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Over politic’s wide range,
      But I’m earning, yes I’m earning,
        Money by each little change.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Till I have been made a Peer,
      And I’m earning, oh, I’m earning,
        Several thousand pounds a year.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Almost every way ’tis plain,
      And I’m yearning, yes I’m yearning
        To be Chancellor again.

      Almost every way, ’tis plain,
        To be Chancellor again;
      And I’m yearning, and I’m yearning,
        To be Chancellor again.

                            ――――:o:――――

                              AFLOAT.

      In the steamer, O my darling! when the foghorns scream and blow,
      And the footsteps of the steward softly come and softly go.
      When the passengers are groaning with a deep and sincere woe,
      Will you think of me and love me, as you did not long ago?

      In the cabin, O my darling! think not bitterly of me,
      Though I rushed away and left you in the middle of our tea:
      I was seized with a sudden longing to gaze upon the damp, deep
        sea――
      It was best to leave you then, dear; best for you and best for
        me.

  _Liverpool Weekly Post._ January 1, 1887.

                            ――――:o:――――

                 SOME DAY
      (_To an Extortionate Tailor._)

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

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Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV

Parodies

I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming,
        Vere the people call out “Pork,”
      But I am coming, I am coming,
        To be rested from my vork.

      I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming
        But our _shaboth_ it is nigh,
      So I’m coming, so I’m coming,
        To vish you all good-bye.

  _Universal Songster_, Vol. 3.

                     ――――

               I’VE BEEN EATING.

      I’ve been eating, I’ve been eating,
        In the north and in the south
      And I’m coming, and I’m coming,
        With the crumbs about my mouth.

      I’ve been stuffing, I’ve been stuffing
        Plates of beef, of pork and veal;
      And my corporation’s puffing,
        With an out-and-out good meal.

      I’ve been drinking, I’ve been drinking,
        Heavy wet and Hodges’ gin,
      And I’m going, and I’m going,
       To my attic back again.

      I’ve been eating, I’ve been eating,
        In the north and in the south;
      From the shops I’m now retreating,
        With the crumbs about my mouth!

                     ――――

         SONG BY A SHIFTY POLITICIAN.
    (_Not_ dedicated to Mr. Robert Lowe.)

      I’ve been turning――I’ve been turning,
        Tory, Radical, and Whig,
      And I’m earning, and I’m earning,
        Something handsome by the rig.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Over politic’s wide range,
      But I’m earning, yes I’m earning,
        Money by each little change.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Till I have been made a Peer,
      And I’m earning, oh, I’m earning,
        Several thousand pounds a year.

      I’ve been turning,――I’ve been turning,
        Almost every way ’tis plain,
      And I’m yearning, yes I’m yearning
        To be Chancellor again.

      Almost every way, ’tis plain,
        To be Chancellor again;
      And I’m yearning, and I’m yearning,
        To be Chancellor again.

                            ――――:o:――――

                              AFLOAT.

      In the steamer, O my darling! when the foghorns scream and blow,
      And the footsteps of the steward softly come and softly go.
      When the passengers are groaning with a deep and sincere woe,
      Will you think of me and love me, as you did not long ago?

      In the cabin, O my darling! think not bitterly of me,
      Though I rushed away and left you in the middle of our tea:
      I was seized with a sudden longing to gaze upon the damp, deep
        sea――
      It was best to leave you then, dear; best for you and best for
        me.

  _Liverpool Weekly Post._ January 1, 1887.

                            ――――:o:――――

                 SOME DAY
      (_To an Extortionate Tailor._)

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV

Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV

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