But no--the clown my prospects blights--
(The worth of birth it surely teaches!)
"Why should I want to spend my nights
In Parliament, a-making speeches?
"I haven't never been to school--
I ain't had not no eddication--
And I should surely be a fool
To publish that to all the nation!"
I offered him a trotting horse--
No hack had ever trotted faster--
I also offered him, of course,
A rare and curious "old Master."
I offered to procure him weeds--
Wines fit for one in his position--
But, though an ass in all his deeds,
He'd learnt the meaning of "commission."
He called me "thief" the other day,
And daily from his door he thrusts me;
Much more of this, and soon I may
Begin to think that Brown mistrusts me.
So deaf to all sound Reason's rule
This poor uneducated clown is,
You cannot fancy what a fool
Poor rich uneducated Brown is.
THE THREE KINGS OF CHICKERABOO.
There were three niggers of Chickeraboo--
Pacifico, Bang-Bang, Popchop--who
Exclaimed, one terribly sultry day,
"Oh, let's be kings in a humble way.
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