ENGLISH AS SHE IS SPELLED.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXX, Issue III, 17 January 1903, Page 204

ENGLISH AS SHE IS SPELLED.

Ther? was a young ma<n named Knollys, Wtio was fond of a good game of kboliys: He jumped and he ran. This clever young man, Am! he often took pleasant kstrollys. A very polite man named Hawarden Went out to plant Howers in his gawarden If he trod on a slug. A worm, or a bug, He said. “My dear fr’v-nd. I beg p iwarden.” A lady who lived by the Thames Had <i gorgeous col’eetion of games. She had them reset In a large coronet And a number of small diadhames. There was u’j old lady named Brougham. Who sat in a very dark rougham. When asked how she fared. She said she was scared Because of the gathering glougham. There was an old farmer named Wemyss. Who had some ridiculous seheuiyss. His horses he sold, And then, 1 am told. Drove nothing at all but ox-temyss. There was an old fellow of Norwich, Who was awfully fond of cold powrich. As it never was served. He quietly observed. ••I ll go into the pantry, and forwich.” Said a bad little youngster named Beauchamp. Those jelly tarts, how can I reauchamp?’ To my parents I’d go, But they always say, ‘No,’ No matter how much I beseauchump.”