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ONE MAN ONE VOTE-AND THAT HIS WIFE’S

Rub a dub, dub, one man, one tub ; I’ve the baby to feed and to darn its sock, And the dinner to cook while I wash its frock, For my wife is off to the caucus. I’d leave the tub and go round to the pub, But there's not even ‘ local option,’ I’ve got an idea and before very long I shall put it for man’s adoption. When the time is ripe I'll disclose the plot. And my wife will be back at the tub, I wot, And no more go off to the caucus.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 29, 16 July 1892, Page 721

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ONE MAN ONE VOTE-AND THAT HIS WIFE’S New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 29, 16 July 1892, Page 721

ONE MAN ONE VOTE-AND THAT HIS WIFE’S New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 29, 16 July 1892, Page 721