THE GLORIOUS FIFTH OF NOVEMBER.

New Zealand Spectator and Cook's Strait Guardian, Volume XII, Issue 1289, 9 December 1857, Page 3

THE GLORIOUS FIFTH OF NOVEMBER.

’Remember. Remember the Fifth of November, The City Election Plot, I know of no reason why the Featherston Treason Should by Wellington be forgot. Our wonderful Patriot, who has run quite of late riot Took to threatening us all in a lot, , . Swore he’d do what bp ehose, as his fancies arose, And whether we liked it or not. “You shall have whom I will *o rule over you still, “ Fox and Fagin,” (quoth he, waxing hot) ; “Jonas Woodward, and-Revaus, Cocky B,. —but, by heavens! •• Responsible Government, not. “ For power mere scramblers—for notorious gamblers “ And thieves you're well known, the whole lot; “With my till you'd run otF, and from widow and orphan “Plunder every cent that they've got!" Now these wise lecnslators—beg their pardon—Dictators Never thought they their mark overshot; And the vapouring Hectors found wo city electors For their Billingsgate cared net a jot. We answered their bluster by an “ilegaut" muster, Anil sung out—‘.‘Mistber F., that’s all rot; “ If ve're game (lie nio sowl) just to tbry at the poll *• ilonochmon dhiuoul! we’ll soon show yer wot's wot.” Then foremost Old Fagin, in eXfuuk that the plague in Th • City for certain had got, Shook the duet from his toes, nnd decnmped(wjth his Nose),' —Yich Iris feelin's 1 envies ’em not. To the -cratch Reynard came, but soon threw up the game. For the small boys, with straw and fag-got Shout, d “Lawks! here's Guy Fox! Omy eye! what a Guy! “ Won’t us burn tin to-night? In course not!" With the Fox came the Lyon, determined to try on His “bonds” to get off free ami scot, ; But tin* lord of our feast, liesays, “Don't want no wild beastises “ Here; my clear gents, you must trot!” Nd better fared Holdsworth, who his weight quite in gold's worth • The ’•jemmies'' to dun for their ehot— Yich he «uiys -“Pay x'our Notes! and hand in all your votes'. “ Or to jail you shall go, boys, and rot." Not even a good word .was spoken for Woodward; He his “ choker of white ” without spot Cbo.se t' exchange for the pleasuie o’ being a Treasurer, — Now Iris place and his pay's gone to pot. Who'd ha'thought, though, that Clifford—our “popular” Cl i Herd — Would lie bent by a “ Nominee ’ lot? Even “Charles’' beeged and prayed just this once to be made, The Electors said “’Certainly not.” His “ Man Friday” bon-ltoo’d, hut our men all pooh-pooh’d—. Some one said “ b* ye think I'm a sot? “ We had enough of yolirfatln r, that sapient man—rather—; “ ]’(<« get in l If you do I'll bo shot.” Thus in turn wo sent them agog,and each cantingdemngogue Had to “vnmos the ranch" Jn q scot,— Jimmy Smith in a hurry wenp with Primmer to bury Their rancour nu<! shame in a “ tot.” 'A o declined Spinks «■ d Taylor,(whether with us lb6j’dsail,or Against us, we cured not one dot—) They eiuiieont ‘independent,’—which ivc couldn’t pretend on’c, Ou our ‘‘ticket’* we’d have n'o such blot. Wo kicked out alt the otfiers (such small fry onlf bothers,” And remember their Dtqnrs 1 cannot) . . ; I bey sneaked off, to recount this most Flemish account To “King Isaac the First” and his lot. So our “spoilt baby” Featherston will find that lus tether's duno 'llitil he s tied, after nil. in hia cot, He may kick, tight, and holla—but will just have to swallow What physic the Council allot. If lie’s wise, this sharp lesson Reform will impress on Any Tyrant who slinins Pntri-oi; If mit, there’s an end on’t our Suporinte.ident Any longer remain bo shall not. Then Remember, Heniomber the Fifth of November, How «b broke up the Fe. Fi. Fo. Plot; And al return of each season think well of the Treason/ That it never may be forgot!