At this General Election some have met with their rejection, Who never will be missed, who never will be missed! At last they’ve been found out, although they’ve long escaped detection, And we’ve scratched them off the list, we’ve scratched them off the list, There’s the foul-mouthed Joseph Leicester sent to “studdy” at his ease, With Rogers, whose crude Billingsgate has somehow failed to please; And Joseph Arch the humbug, who against the labourers votes, Has leisure now to understand what’s meant by “hinds” and “goats;” And Gibb, and Firth, and plenty more, we’ve scratched them off the list, But they’ll none of them be missed, they’ll none of them be missed! But some there are who’ve scrambled through we well could do without; Though they’re still upon the list, they’re still upon the list! The traitors who have managed to escape the general rout, Though they never would be missed, they never would be missed! First, there’s the Grand Old Madman and his silly little son, And that “genial ruffian,” Labby, with his weak attempts at fun; There’s Bombastes Falstaff Harcourt, and J. Morley, prince of prigs, Flabby Childers, blatant Russell, half a dozen recreant Whigs, And all those empty Gladstone bags who’ve got upon the list; Oh, they’d none of them be missed, they’d none of them be missed! W. _St. Stephen’s Review._ July, 1886. ―――― Messrs. Lever Brothers, of Warrington, have published a small pamphlet describing the manufacture of their “Sunlight Soap.” It contains “A respectful Per-version of the Mikado,” from which the following extracts are given, by permission of Messrs. Lever Brothers:―― SONG――BY A LADY OF QUALITY. As some day a washing soap that is harmless may be found, I’ve got a little list! I’ve got a little list Of gowns and things all stowed away, as safe as underground. Which have constantly been missed! How much they’ve all been missed! There’s my charming Dolly Varden, which, alas! is rather soiled, My parasol of once white lace, though dirty, it’s not spoiled. My chintzes and chinchillas, China crape, and cream brocade, My bombazines and silks of every style, and sort, and shade; That fetching little bonnet too, in which I first was kissed, They’ve all of them been missed! They’ve all been sadly missed. _Chorus_――She’s got ’em on her list! She’s got ’em on her list; And they’ve all of ’em been missed! They’ve all been sadly missed.