AMY BOCK, THE MASQUERADER.

Waikato Independent, Volume IX, Issue 667, 29 May 1909, Page 6

AMY BOCK, THE MASQUERADER.

IN BRIEF. Amy Bock Discarded frock, Put on pantaloons! Went down south, Word of mouth, Victim’d some gossoons. Cut her hair! Debonair Sported borrowed cash, Put on style To beguile Quite a lady’s “mash”! Met a maid Very staid Father ran a “hash”! Amy Bock Minus frock Wanted Pater’s .cash! Soft things said, Guileless maid, Mater not averse; Pledged their troth Happy both; “Better or for worse.” Marriage day! All quite gay: Amy, prince of “He’s”— No one doubtedidea scouted “He” was one of “She’s.” Someone whispers: “Where’s his whiskers? Did ‘he’ ever shave?” Duns grow persistent Grow insistent— Take “him” for a knave! Lawyers cunning Tradesmen dunning, All come on the scene: “Bridegroom” vicious, “Wife” suspicious, Are things what they seem? Policeman- -discord— What a record “She” is not a “he.” ' Amy Bock Re-dons her frock— Back to limbo “she ” In prison yard, With warder guard, Amy rails at Pate! Prison bars Replace cigars— The lock is on the gate! Washing, scrubbing! Tin-plate grubbing— Losh-o’-mercy me! Prison clad, Looking sad! Can that “She” be “He”! —Balclutha Press.