TO THE TERRESTRIAL GLOBE.
BT A MISERABLE WRETCH.
Soil on, thou ball, roll on ! Through pathless realms of space Roll on ! What, though I'm in a sorry case ? What, though I cannot meet my bills ? What, though I suffer toothache's ills ? What, though I swallow countless pills ? Never tod mind ! Roll on ! Koll on, thou ball, roll on ! Through seas of inky air Roll on ! It's true I've got no shirts to wear ; It's true my butcher's bill is due ; It's true my prospects all look blue — But don't let that unsettle you ! Never TOM mind ! Roll on ! [It rolls on.]
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Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 179, 13 July 1871, Page 7
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101TO THE TERRESTRIAL GLOBE. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 179, 13 July 1871, Page 7
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