WELL, I'M SHAW!
There was a young fellow named Thaw, A chap with a gold-plated jaw, ' He said — "I've a wife, So I'll take a man's life, ■ For killing's no murder — at law 1" He went to the theatre that night, And he sat behind someone named White, And he thought, " That's the plan ! That'll do — he's my man," And lie walked up and shot nim on sight f The deed was cold-blooded and foul — The.work of a madman pr ghoul — ; . But, behold ! when they said : ■ • "You shall swing— for he's dead ! M Quite a lot of folks started to howl. Now Thaw is on trial for his life, And he's pleading 'twas all for his wifo, But no man could forego . To give some sort of show To a foe with whoni he was at strife. No man could sneak up from the back, . And make an unthought-of attack, Without giving alarm, If his foe had no arm — It's as bad as the Ripper named Jack ! So that's why Thaw's likely to swing, And I hold it a jolly good thing, We must r.ll take our chance In Life's strange, weird death-dance, But, by God I let a man see Death's spring.
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NZ Truth, Issue 93, 30 March 1907, Page 6
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203WELL, I'M SHAW! NZ Truth, Issue 93, 30 March 1907, Page 6
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