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Poetry and Frozen Meat.

A Wellington resident recently forwarded a frozen lamb to a friend in Dundee, hoping it would arrive in time for use on Burns's birthday. It did not arrive till some days afterwards. The following amusing poetical acknowledgment has been received. Probably, this is the first time that the merits of our frozen meat have been done tribute to in verse. Dear Sir, — At last! At last! Thero cam' The now historic " Frozen Lam'." On Thursday, March the twenty-first, Its goodly form upon us burst. Frae neck to whaur the tail aince hung, As plump as ony Cheviot sprung, A bonnie corp frae far New Zealand, Excellin' a' that we ca' Hieland. He maun liao been a noble ram, Wba fathered sic a dainty lam'. To julge by shape an' toothsome tapte He maun bae beon a noble beast, Weel fit to win the chiefest priz? For breedin' power and vast o' thighs. Jean viewed his offspring wi' surprise, An' thocht on roasts an' mutton pies, Eclipsin' a' Pie Smith e'er made, Tho' he was Pilot o' the trade, An' gae Dundee a pious came As great as " Jeelie " Keiller's fame. It was indeed an unco trea f , To see us a' the lambie eat— A feast that e'en a king wad please, Wi' taties, mint,*an' some green pease. An' as guid things should aye be spread, Some ither freens up->n it fed. Th' Antipodean creatur served To bring forth praises weel deserved. A* marvelled at steam's victories wrochr, Hoo distances were rendered nocht. That sheep fed on New Zealand's slopes Wad e'er be sold in British shops Wadhae astonished bygane bodies, Wha wad hae oa'd us crazy cuddies. Had we been tell't o' this at nchnle, We wad hae deemed the chield a f ule, But greater wonders yet well see v Ere man fulfils hfs destiny. We feasted till our jaws were taxed, We feasted till ourkytes were wraxed, Till stays were split an' whalebanes bent, Till waistbands o' the drawers were rent, Till frae the breeks flew mony a button Beneath the pressure o' the mutton, Till ilka knife an' ilka fork Thooht shame o' the tomentin' work. Then a' owrecome an' like to dwam, We blest New Zealand's glorious lam'. Syne wi' a face as lang's the fender I sooht a bleasin' on the sender. Noo if your lug should ring gey sair, Some angel's tellin' ye that prayer, An' thankin' ye in words far better Than ony in this rhymin' letter For sendin' to our norlan' hallan A frozen lam' to Wm. Allan. Sunderland, March 25.

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Poetry and Frozen Meat., Issue 7940, 22 June 1889, Supplement

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Poetry and Frozen Meat. Issue 7940, 22 June 1889, Supplement

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