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'Tis morn	A
An individualistic cock	B
Proclaims the fact	C
The dissipated cat sneaks home forlorn	A
'Tis time to get up and act	C
'Tis eight o'clock	B
The stern and stalwart anti Socialist	D
Freeborn	E
And independent citizen whose fist	F
Is raised against all Socialistic schemes	G
Wakes from the land o' dreams	G
Nightmares of Sosh	H
Gets up and has a wash	H
In water from the Socialistic main	I
Empties it down the Socialistic drain	I
And giving his moustache the proper twist	F
He then	J
Breakfasts upon an egg	K
Laid by some anti Socialistic	L
Hen	J
And as he chews	M
Endeavours to peruse	M
The news	M
In some wise publication printing views	M
That no right thinking man could grumble at	N
And having scoffed the egg	K
His hat	N
He reaches from its peg	K
Perambulates the Socialistic path	O
But that	N
Annoys him just as little as the bath	O
Tho' both essentially are Sosh's works	P
He never shirks	P
Their use	P
But much abuse	P
Of Socialistic ideas without excuse	P
Flavors his conversation in the train	I
The Socialistic train	I
But here again	J
He is not heard to murmur or complain	I
Against the train	I
At length the hour	Q
Of ten	J
Strikes the Socialistic tower	Q
And then	J
He gains	P
His office and enquires	P
For letters and for wires	P
Nor e'en complains	P
They reach him thro' a Socialistic post	R
There are a host	R
Of letters quite a pile	S
Some from his friends	P
Ah See him smile	S
Cursing the Labor party's aims and ends	P
Here is a note	T
Bidding him be content and of good cheer	U
For in the House last night the Fusion vote	T
Defeated Labor on the Telephone	V
Discussion Wherefore charges won't be near	U
As dear	U
As he has cause to fear	U
And that reminds him He rings on the 'phone	V
And tells a friend	W
At t'other end	W
That Socialism's better left alone	V
Says it emphatically thro' the 'phone	V
The Socialistic 'phone	V
That instrument	X
The Government is running at a loss	P
Of very much per cent	Y
He knows that it is so	P
But is he cross	P
No	P
He's quite content	Y
So through the day	Z
He goes his anti Socialistic way	Z
Round and about	A2
The town	V
Wearing the Socialistic pavement out	A2
Riding in Socialistic trams	P
And damning damns	P
When Socialism's mentioned with a frown	V
As night comes down	V
He scorns the Socialistic atmosphere	U
Of a plain pub	B2
And beer	U
And seeks his club	B2
While here	C2
He drinks	P
And tells his fellow members what he thinks	P
About the 'Labah pawty' and its claims	P
And visionary aims	P
They languidly remark 'Hear hear '	D2
Then out once more	E2
And in a Socialistic tram and train	V
On to suburbia and home again	V
To his own door	E2
Then to his bed	F2
Laying his wise and proper thinking head	F2
In downy pillow deep	G2
He is about to dropp	G2
To sleep	G2
When 'Flop Flop	G2
Flop'	G2
What's that	N
The cat	N
Chasing an individualistic rat	N
Nay 'tis the footfall of the midnight cop	G2
Echoing through	H2
The stilly night	I2
Telling that I and you	H2
Are guarded in our right	I2
He guards the persons and the propertee	I2
Of you and me	J2
He's a Socialistic institution too	I2
The man in blue	I2
No wonder WILLIAM SIKES	P
Dislikes	P
The whole blue Socialistic crew	I2
I wish he'd keep	G2
Still that cop	G2
I want to go to sleep	G2
Why does he keep	G2
Flop flop flop	G2
With his big feet	I2
Along the street	I2
Why can't he stop	G2
His Socialistic feet	I2
Why don't he change his beat	I2
Of all the rows I ever heard	I2
Upon my word	I2
When you stop to think of it	I2
A bit	I2
This Socialistic business is absurd	I2

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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