WELLINGTON WELLKNOWNS

NZ Truth, Issue 94, 6 April 1907, Page 5

WELLINGTON WELLKNOWNS

He's a man of muoh renown, Ab he cycles round the town, 1$ Bailiff Peck. As along the Quay he friskers, With the wind blowing thro' his whiskers, Yoa can hear m furtive whispers There goes Peck.

His heart is good, but his feet won't let him." This funny old cove, with whiskers on. his chin, And his make-up all twisted into a gorillalike grin, At one time you might spot, Daily doing the block, Until his feet played him out and he had to give m.

"And wild and high the Cameron's gather* ing rose " But not so high as little Tonalt's nose, Oh see his glasey eye ; observe his stare That makes the criminal wish he wasn't th6re" r The soion of a noble line is Cam. Pride of this house, and darling of his clan . We don't think.

Mr. Jones, like Joe of old, Once the saw and plane did hold, Until one day, one happy day, He saw that politics would v&y; And as an honest statesman true, Good old toil to the winds he thre.V| And like a politician bold, Sold his trade and talked fox gold.