Our Candidates.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 4814, 30 November 1893, Page 1

Our Candidates.

[OONTBIBUTED.] For members the people have chosen right well, And voted out straight as the figures now tell ; With Reeves at the head, on the uppermost rung Of the ladder : Smith next, " clean," honest and young. The man number, three has lectured him there ; Collins, lecture the House not, and keep on your hair. The rest have got left — with poor Sandford among ; His loss much regretted, alas! for great' bung! The clericals follow — what will be their text? Hoare (rather a frost) first, with Bradbury next. The Socialist Christian is hardly yet strong . Enough for the task of removing all wrong. Though united to spirit and water Mni, Friend Hoban in seventh the issue will dree, And the strong effort made with allies co queer To break up the " System," we need not now fear. Then him of white locks, with a hand played alone, Old Taylor,, the workers of Sydenham moan. A cricketing team has ever a tail, And eke in elections such customs prevail. Oh, what of the three, the Moderates quite ! The Trinity bred of the Cashel street wight ! O, Handler of Sibbons, straight Davie, ■we say, ' Go driving on straight, you may get thereone day. i Come "Truth" like the dawn blushing pink in the skies. Penultimate Bvison, what's now your size ? Exposes of humbug ! your recent recant, Hypocrisy all, go tell to your aunt And nob to your Bishop ! You've been badly left, While your Catholic friends of their grant are bereft. Oh, saddest of all, quite/quite at the tail, Creeps in a small figure, whom none will bewail. No doubt unabashed, with a frozen on grin At not coming out top, where he said he'd be in. O, George, is it dragon or alligator Has swallowed you up in its Catholic maw P For tricks that are vain the Heathen Chinee Will take a back seat, when you meet hiß 'cc. So pass on all aspirants, doom having met, ' Tour turn may etill come— though it hasn't come yet.