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POLICEMAN PETER FORTH I drag	A
From his obscure retreat	B
He was a merry genial wag	A
Who loved a mad conceit	B
If he were asked the time of day	C
By country bumpkins green	D
He not unfrequently would say	C
A quarter past thirteen	D
	-
If ever you by word of mouth	E
Inquired of MISTER FORTH	F
The way to somewhere in the South	E
He always sent you North	F
With little boys his beat along	G
He loved to stop and play	C
He loved to send old ladies wrong	G
And teach their feet to stray	C
	-
He would in frolic moments when	H
Such mischief bent upon	I
Take Bishops up as betting men	H
Bid Ministers move on	I
Then all the worthy boys he knew	J
He regularly licked	K
And always collared people who	J
Had had their pockets picked	K
	-
He was not naturally bad	L
Or viciously inclined	M
But from his early youth he had	L
A waggish turn of mind	M
The Men of London grimly scowled	N
With indignation wild	O
The Men of London gruffly growled	N
But PETER calmly smiled	O
	-
Against this minion of the Crown	P
The swelling murmurs grew	J
From Camberwell to Kentish Town	P
From Rotherhithe to Kew	J
Still humoured he his wagsome turn	Q
And fed in various ways	R
The coward rage that dared to burn	Q
But did not dare to blaze	R
	-
Still Retribution has her day	C
Although her flight is slow	S
ONE DAY THAT CRUSHER LOST HIS WAY	C
NEAR POLAND STREET SOHO	S
The haughty boy too proud to ask	T
To find his way resolved	U
And in the tangle of his task	T
Got more and more involved	U
	-
The Men of London overjoyed	V
Came there to jeer their foe	S
And flocking crowds completely cloyed	V
The mazes of Soho	S
The news on telegraphic wires	W
Sped swiftly o'er the lea	X
Excursion trains from distant shires	Y
Brought myriads to see	X
	-
For weeks he trod his self made beats	Z
Through Newport Gerrard Bear	A2
Greek Rupert Frith Dean Poland Streets	Z
And into Golden Square	A2
But all alas in vain for when	H
He tried to learn the way	C
Of little boys or grown up men	H
They none of them would say	C
	-
Their eyes would flash their teeth would grind	V
Their lips would tightly curl	B2
They'd say Thy way thyself must find	V
Thou misdirecting churl	B2
And similarly also when	H
He tried a foreign friend	V
Italians answered IL BALEN	H
The French No comprehend	V
	-
The Russ would say with gleaming eye	C2
Sevastopol and groan	H
The Greek said GREEK TEXT WHICH CANNOT	V
BE REPRODUCED	V
To wander thus for many a year	D2
That Crusher never ceased	V
The Men of London dropped a tear	A2
Their anger was appeased	V
	-
At length exploring gangs were sent	V
To find poor FORTH'S remains	E2
A handsome grant by Parliament	V
Was voted for their pains	E2
To seek the poor policeman out	V
Bold spirits volunteered	V
And when they swore they'd solve the doubt	V
The Men of London cheered	V
	-
And in a yard dark dank and drear	A2
They found him on the floor	A2
It leads from Richmond Buildings near	A2
The Royalty stage door	A2
With brandy cold and brandy hot	V
They plied him starved and wet	V
And made him sergeant on the spot	V
The Men of London's pet	V

William Schwenck Gilbert

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