THE PUNSTER PUNISHED.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 24, 11 June 1892, Page 606

THE PUNSTER PUNISHED.

A TRAGICAL TRADITION. The batcher’s daughter, Arabella Wood, Was on the stroke, in years, of twenty-one. And all agreed that something should be done, * 'Tin meat,’ the butcher cried, * 'tig meat it should.’

Then loudly spake the slaught’rer to his wife ; * Go round, and bid the neighbours here to feed Next Tuesday night. The baker we shall Zrraeacf, He is well-6re« although he loafs through life.

* The shoemaker and spouse, they, too, must come, Their festive merry capers here to foot, For both are kindly soles, and good to boot; But bid them leave their pair of kids at home.

* Stout Snip the tailor’s bound to suit our guests, With pants and gasps he wheezes forth his wit; A humorist nascitur, although non fit. All evenings with his jollity invests.

* The fishmonger must come, great cod, he must, His stout wife ? well, we’ll up the stairs, And help herrin' somehow ; although her cares Make her so cZam’roua, she will come, I trust.*

The suffering wife, at length did make a break And strike for liberty. A shriek, a groan, And—she was widowed, standing there alone; Her husband dead, pierced by a tender steak.