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MEET ME, MISS MOLLY MA LONE. 65
They were soled and heeled without delay; To the cobbler he had so much to say, He got the shoes, but as for the pay—
"Chalk it down," says the gay little postman.
Ever since then, they've led a cat-and-dog life; Their home, bed, and board have been nothing but strife ; The cobbler was "done," and so was his wife, By Walker, the gay little postman:
For, by way of a finish to this vile act, The lady (depend on't, 'tis a fact) Has brought him a boy, the image exact Of Walker, the gay little postman I
MEET ME, MISS MOLLY MALONE, A Parody on " Meet Me by Moonlight alone." Bung by Geo. C. Edeson, comedian and vocalist.
Meet me, Miss Molly Malone,
In the grove at the end of the vale; But be sure you don't come there alone—
Bring a pot of your master's strong ale, With a nice bit of beef and some bread;
Some pickles, or cucumbers green, Or a nice little dainty pig's head—
'Tis the loveliest tit-bit e'er seen.
Then meet me, etc
Pastry may do for the gay,
Old maids may find comfort in tea; But there's something about ham and beef
That agrees a deal better with me. Remember my cupboard is bare—
Then come, if my dear life you prize; I'd have lived the last fortnight on air,
But you sent me two nice mutton-pies I
Then meet me, etc, 6*