TO MY CAMEL.
You're an uely smellfnl creaiare! You're a blot upon the plain: I have seen Mahomet beat you, And it gave me little pain. 1 You're spiteful and you're lazy, You'd send a white man crazv, But I reckon you're a daisy, When the Turks come out J,gain, Your head is most unsightly, And bo is your humpy back; I hear you roaring nightly, When you're looking lor the track. You're bow-legged ana ;poa're bandy, Bat in this desert sandy, It's as well to have you handy: You're a mighty useful hack. Yon shake me something cruel When you try to do a trot; I've got to take ray gruoJ, But you make it very hots I've somehow got a notion That your humpty-dumpty motion Is worse than on the ocean, . 'It's a nasty way you've got. It's a scorched land, the East is, So we need you when we trek; My old prad a better b«-ast i*, But he soon becomes a wreck: You thirst a week unblinking. And when I see you drinking, Jou always set me thinking: i - Lord, I jvish I had your neck. <%'* * —Saooim JBj;TOSDa« - .
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LIV, Issue 16431, 6 January 1917, Page 5 (Supplement)
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192TO MY CAMEL. New Zealand Herald, Volume LIV, Issue 16431, 6 January 1917, Page 5 (Supplement)
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