STO For days that ghost declined to stir, For several years the ghostly twain Their victims stand undaunted. This very day the imp, and ghost, Whose powers the imp derided, Stand each at his allotted postThe bet is undecided. K ING BORRIA BUNGALEE Boo Was a man-eating African swell; Four subjects, and all of them male, There was haughty PISH-TUSH-POOH-BAH, And good little TOOTLE-TUM-TEH- One day there was grief in the crew, Was dying for something to eat- "ALACK-A-DEY, famished I feel; Oh, good little TOOTLE-TUM-TEH, "Dear TOOTLE-TUM, what shall we do? And he answered, "Oh, BUNGALEE Boo, "TIPPY-WIPPITY TOL-THE-ROL-LOO, "There is neat little TITTY-FOL-LEH, There is musical DOH-REH-MI-FAH- So the forces of BUNGALEE BOO But they sharpened no weapons at all, An entirely different way. With a crimson and pearly-white dye They endeavoured to make themselves fair With black they encircled each eye, And with yellow they painted their hair And the forces they met in the field :- And their arrows they drew to the head, But jocular WAGGETY-WEH, Ogled DOODLE-DUM-DEY (which was wrong), And neat little TITTY-FOL-LEH, Said, "TOOTLE-TUM, you go along! And rollicking TRAL-THE-RAL-LAH Said "PISH, go away, you bad man! And the Amazons simpered and sighed, But haughty PISH-TUSH-POOH-BAH Said ALACK-A-DEY, what does this mean?" Said, "They think us uncommongly green Even blundering DOODLE-DUM-DEY And the Queen of the Amazons fell |