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THE RINKOMATIAC.

" "With many a curve the floor I fret, Such pleasure newly tasted j Domestic duties I forget,' * And laugh at money wasted." ••I turn, I twist, I wheel about, The outside edge Luote on ;, I rush along with merry shout, ■ . Then, lik«ra swallow,-float on;"- " I clatter, clattor, as I rink, My wheels of wood loud ringing, Of accidents 1 never think, But merry tunes keep tinging." 111 fold my arms, throw back my head, As o'er the floor I'm flying; Jlv pulses throb, my cheeks are red, I seem Old Time defying. " 1 slip, I slide, I rush, I glide ; I dash along liko lightning; I ?eo—and that but feeds my prideSome timid ones I'm frigbt'ning." " But oci and on till in a glow, 1 think I'd tire neror ; And tradesmen's bills may come and go But I'd rink on for ever/ 1 ,<•>"< . - -

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Taranaki Herald, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8275, 22 September 1888, Page 4

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THE RINKOMATIAC. Taranaki Herald, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8275, 22 September 1888, Page 4

THE RINKOMATIAC. Taranaki Herald, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8275, 22 September 1888, Page 4