TO CON MESS DINERS
Remember the fellows I spoke of last, ■■ week, They’ve told me they do not approve of my -cheek, Said they,"Mo more of your bloomin’ lip, Or in the sink you’ll take a dip." Those two little fellows who wash up - dishes Threatened to throw me to the fishes, So think of my baby and darling wife,' And if you would save them that grief 'and strife, When you finish your meal, brihg up the dishes, You already know, those washer-ups’ ' '' wishes, They also would like to play at Eousey, Don’t let them think the English are lousey, When you’ve had your meal don’t stop and talk, Do it on deck when' you take a walk. - Con. Waiter. -
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What Knots, Volume 3, Issue 3, 17 December 1945, Page 7
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121TO CON MESS DINERS What Knots, Volume 3, Issue 3, 17 December 1945, Page 7
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