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THE INVASION OF TIMARU.

It's nil nbout thc?o Snlvalionors Sure they're mighty botlicrationers, Torrofurious demonstrationcrs ; By the powers what shall wo do ? With their marching and parading, It's a clear caso of invading,— Though there's been no cannonading — Sure they've taken Timavn. You'd need bo stout to venture out or wull along tho street, For eoino Salvation oaifl'or you're eertair sure to meet. [t's no U3o shamming that you're shy, Or thinking that you'll pass him by ; ILe'll " fir you with his glittering eye," — Resistance is m vain j For he'll Door you with a question 411 nbout your soul's digestion, That's enough to bring congestion Or a softening of tho brain. ■lure it's odd to see them going ; Drums n-benting, whistles blowing, Iml fee how their ranks keep growing As they march through Timani. It's queer, though it's exciting, The men lick you without fighting, kVhile the girls keep you inviting To si trip " beyond tho blue." Talk about tho Dynnfeuiaus, they're chops that no one fears j These fellows nre the ones to bring your houso about your ears. Tor to see them turn your house out, 111 your little secrets rouse out, vikc n cut would turn a mouse out, Would almost vex a saint. )r when to each offender, I lovetenant young and tender koines und whispers " l'ray surrender' 1 ; Oil ! sure you're like to faint. Ye used once m Tiniaru fo drink and Miout till all was blue ; »o\r, by jingo, 'twouldn't do Since Smith has como to town, fow our cash we mustn't lose f we feel inclined to booze : .'here's horse-troughs — go and choose, And swig it down. And yet they're not contented, though they've cut off all our swipes ; But — last ton on the camel's ba<;k — they've put out all our pipes. ill tho publicans arc furious ; ! hey think it's mighty curious 'hey can't sell their liquors spurious ; They must start somo other line, 'he X.M". sits m Court and blinks, -nd as ho dozca off ho thinks "here's no one now m town who drinks, And no one now to fine. ime was once when every man 'arricd out the quod old plan — Get on credit all you can," And they never " drew it mild." .nd if creditors c're hinted 'hat their cuslt was petting stinted, Vith surprise they at them squinted, And trotted off and filed. When a man was thought a fool, with no tense above a beast, If he hadn't filed and swindled half'sdozen times at least. Tow men into passions got .t the very name of debt ; hoy won't go on tick, — you bet, — JTo matter how they're pressed. )ur girls — one time so flash, Tow no longer cut a dash, f they havn't got tho cash They'll go— undressed, low one very seldom meets, is we wander through tho streets, Vith those entertaining treats Which once we had. Vhcre is now tho friendly lighting, .he kicking and the biting, Vhich once was jo delighting? Oh, we're going to the bad. The bobbies say if things don't change, they'll have to leave the force ; The trooper riding fast asleop keeps tumbling off his horse, four things can now stay out at night, 'To need to put them cut of sight ; four fowls arc evory morning right, With fear you needn't chafe, sow each one knows, as I opine, fhe difference between yours and miue ; tour linen fine stays onthe line, Your safe's ns usual safe. Chose ladies once so coaxing, io alluring and so hoaxing, Drawing poor misguided folks m, Oh, faith they've all turned tail. Kneh one's head, as you con it, By tho powers, Uas got upon it A. Saltation shovel bonnet, And each nose is getting pale. You meet a mute you'vo lost for years— he wears a scarlet band, And 'stead of " shouting," comes and pops A If'ar Cry m your hand. Everyone seems mute as Moses : No black eyes or bloody noses ; No Bmash'd hats or broken clothes is To be found m Timaru. Sure we're conquered — wlmt a pity — By this -wonderful band-ditty, I'll be off to London City, Or some place — beyond the blue. J. T. M. Timaru, 291h September, 1883.

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Timaru Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 2815, 1 October 1883, Page 3

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THE INVASION OF TIMARU. Timaru Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 2815, 1 October 1883, Page 3

THE INVASION OF TIMARU. Timaru Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 2815, 1 October 1883, Page 3

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