Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, May 3, 1916

Volume 150 — NURSERY RHYMES OF LONDON TOWN.

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IX.—The Poultry and the Borough.

The Fox ran to London Starving for his dinner; There he met the Weasel Looking even thinner. The Weasel said to Reynard, "What shall be our pickin's?" Said Reynard to the Weasel, "Rabbits and Spring Chickens." Then they went a-hunting, And they did it very thorough, The Fox in the Poultry And the Weasel in the Borough.

X.—Wormwood Scrubbs.

Wormwood scrubs, Wormwood scrubs Windows, walls, and floors, Pots and pans and pickle-tubs, Tables, chairs and doors; Wormwood scrubs the public seats And the City Halls; Wormwood scrubs the London streets, Wormwood scrubs Saint Paul's; Wormwood scrubs on her hands and knees, But oh, it's plainly seen, Though she use a ton of elbow-grease She'll never get it clean!

A TRUE PESSIMIST.

Illustration from Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, May 3, 1916

Shaun. "'Tis a German!"

Mike. "Glory be! How can ye tell that?"

Shaun. "I cannot tell ut. 'Tis a guess."