THE SYREN ON THE SHORS.

Observer, Volume XXVII, Issue 37, 1 June 1907, Page 16

THE SYREN ON THE SHORS.

Oh, Ewen sailed upon . the sea and . smoked a fat cigar ; ; He curled his debonnair moustache in style particular. He heard sweet music in the air — sweet music from afar — The singing of the . Syren on the Shore.

She sang : " Oh, lordly Alison, I think you will agree You'd like an introduction to some other folk like me ; But, oh, 'tis very seldom that 'tis possible to see A mascot like the Syren on the Shore."

> Then Ewen smiled serenely, and he said, "Exactly so, Your sentiments are very nice, and plainly go to show Your ways are quite exemplary — and yet I'd like to know The name von bear, oh, Syren on the . Shore."

The Syren blushed a rosy red-and gave a gentle cough (She wasn't used, you understand, to speaking; to a toff). She said, "Kind sir, Mi«s Winnie is the common title of This silly little Syren on the Shore.

" And if you seek for riche?, or for luck of any kind, Just keep the sweet Miss Winnie in a corner of your mind ; And should you seek for double luck, 'tis very hard to find An equal to the Syren on the Shore."

And Ewen's luck was double, as the Syren had foretold, He backed the sweet Miss Winnie and w annexed a heap oi gold ; And he also backed the Syren, which was really rather bold — But he listened to the Syren on the Shore.