Grant Poetry: 1880

QUITE SO.

Her Majesty's Ship Bacchante, as a
Floating Aquarium Sails, Be-
cause She has on Board,
You see, a Couple of
Little Wales¹.

The Injuns Again are on it², and the
Wild Frontier it Riles³; They
Again must Learn the
Lesson That Bad Medi-
cine's Paddy Miles.⁴

The B. & O. Have Wages Raised⁵, for
the Same Longshoreman Try.⁶
Poor Wieniawsky's Gone
Aloft, to Fiddle in
the Sky.⁷

And Being Lately From the Earth,
Perhaps He'll Play This Chant:
"If You Want to be an
Angel, You Must Toot
Your Horn for

Grant."

(The Argus, 7 April 1880.)

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