THAT CHRISTMAS BAND.

New Zealand Graphic, 20 December 1894, Page 20

THAT CHRISTMAS BAND.

THE horn. I plays the 'orn At early morn, The ’orn so clear and loud ; Much better, too, Than I can do When bothered by a crowd. When in a publlc-’ouse I plays— Warm’d with a pint of stout — ‘The Sea,’ or ‘ Light of Other Days,’ The barman ‘ puts me out. ’ THE CLARINET. My clarinet, a being crack’d and missing of a key, My high notes, p'r’aps, is not quite what my high notes ought to be. Which, too, the lower tones is not as perfect or as clear As would completely satisfy a eddicated ear. THE PICCOLO. Shaiqi, shrili, and clear I strikes the ear, And I should like to know Of somebody the reason why— Considering I’m werry high— I’m called the picco /o THE TRIANGLE. I tried all sorts of means of life— Tried Maters—tried a mangle— Tried matrimony, then my wife Advised me to tri angle.