"For savin' his wife, from a shark, I got
The trinket, at Scooperaboo,
From a Monarch, who gave it me, out of his nose,
I'm proud to present it to you.
"The ring is too grand, for my tanned hand,
It's a valuable old gew gaw,
I'm skeered, I'd be robbed o' the thing some night,
In the grip of a lawless claw.
"It's a putty gay keepsake, that you've got there,
I'd be glad for sake of poor Jim--"
And he paused, "O yes you may have it," said she,
"Ah! thanks! when I'm back with him.
"I guess he'll be proud to see it, and hear,
That I have presented to you,
The ring that I got, for savin' the wife,
Of the Monarch of Scooperaboo.
"I've a bauble that's here, on a link of my chain,
It's made of a nugget I got,
I never can know it, I'll maybe be darned!
Or drowned! or skivered! or shot!
"It's a nugget to waste, with a fellow like me,
To be sportin' it out of the shop,
Here! take it by gum! you're the mother of Jim!
Or maybe I'd put it in pop."
"Ah! Sir" said the mother "You're far too kind!"
As he fastened it on to her chain,
"Will you keep this locket in place of it? there,
I will never require it again,"
"Aha!" said he, "It's a moral, to see
You're the spirit of Jim all out,
I'll have it, and wear it, for honour of Jim,
Without no manner of doubt.
"Eh! what's the time, I am bound to an hour,
I'd like to remain, if I can,
But the captain's keepin' the cable taut,
On the men of the 'Mary Anne.'
"Let somebody travel with me to-night,
Who will carry the luggage ashore,
I'll bring all your compliments out to Jim,
If I may not see you no more."
Said a girl, who was there, with auburn hair,
Who hadn't been talking free,
"The weather is dark, and you say the ship,
Is out some yards at sea,
"It's better that two, should travel with you,
The journey's a little too far,
And one'll take charge of the present from Jim,
The other, can go for a car."
So two of the gentlemen, offered to go,
Who had been at the evening tea,
And they all shook hands, and the three took tramp,
To the wall, by the wailing sea.
"I guess that we ought to be havin' a quench,"
Said the Mate, "For I always do,
I never go thirsty, aboard at night,"
So he went, and treated the two.
They sat in a room, at the back of the bar,
Discussing three tumblers hot,
"I'm darned, if we won't have a couple of smokes!"
Said he, "And I'll settle the shot."
"You'll pull a cigar with me, by gum!
I'll get them 'and jest you set,'"
He went with his purse, to the bar to pay,
And they have not seen him yet!
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