TARANAKEY.
Och, faix we're tould ay Athens ould, Where Soak-red-taysthe anshint flourished ; An' sure wid Rome we're all at home, Where gods an' goddesses wor nourished ; Araerikay lies far away, 'Twas there they grew the first tobakey, It's lovely clime don't claim mo rhyme, Me thaime to-night is Taranakey. Faix that's the place me muse can thrace The ilimints ay grate progresshun ; It's quite as ivce as Paradise — So Thomson tould me in the Session, — Its fertile lands an' iron sands For profits baite grate Paryhakey ; The divil a spot, begog there's not, On airth to aiquil Taranakey. Let Auckland blow, bedad we know It's jist like Chiistchurch au' Dunaidin ; An' Willington, its day is done ; Sure Taranakey now is laidin'. First in the race, there's not a place, From Bay ay Plinty to Moerakey, Can take such rank ; 'twould rob a bank To furnish tin for Taranakey. Paddy Murphy, Wellington.
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Taranaki Herald, Volume XXVIII, Issue 3563, 12 October 1880, Page 4
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151TARANAKEY. Taranaki Herald, Volume XXVIII, Issue 3563, 12 October 1880, Page 4
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