A Wor Pome [pp. 270]

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IT ISN'T SO MUCH.ATTER3 A MERE MONKEY CLIMBING IN AT TIIE PARL9R WINDOW
ONCE IN A WHILE-BUT WHEN THE ORGAN-GRINDERS COME TO KEEP GORILLAS!

A WOR POME.
BI MR. K. N. PEPPER, ESQ.
Cum down, mi mews, youm wontid ever so mutch!
hev you forgot your Pepper? its rether likely.
Wen onct Domestic Hapiness cum & tetched
his Bleedin Hart, he shet down onto his mews,
& giv her notis she cood disband herself
& retire onto a hansum penshun-wich he
hoaps you got reglar.
but wot doo we'se at-pressent?
& heer 2? likewais smel? yes; wet?
Wi, Wor! jest heer them Canons, &c., rore!
& heer them Patryotic yels! & se
them gloris Baners waivin in the Brees!
Ketch that disgustin smel ov sulfer wile your bout it!
Wots moar, reed bout 7000 noospapers
A1 brethin 4th the moast enterprisin centiments,
& givin the Suthern fiters the wust kind
ov fits.
stil kin you stan it, o my mews?
list to your Pepper's axcents-tho hese got
the Dip Theory bad. & so cant doe hisself GustisDoant mind wot he sed wen thay wosent no Wor:
tho fur frum Bein a Fool, he dident 4see
the pressent Redickylus asspec ov Afares,
utherwise you woodent hev ketcht him lettin
you of so esy.
air you goin to c ave?
Remember Woshinton, Laffy Yet, & al
them smart Revolooshuners! then thers gloris Egle,
Hale columby, star spangled
heer you cum!
so i wont harow up your feelins no furder.
Say, did you heer a elmity feerfie shrik
a cummin frum sum spot way overhed
along about the 19 ov last April?
1st i kind ov thougt twos HIOWOTHY
[JUNE 8, 1861.
a yellin (thats mi dotter); But HANAH GANE
informd me with a smil the Aingle slep.
o then, sed i, mi love, lo, looc, Behoald I
she looct, & saw a 1st chop Egle, a pintin
as strate for Baltimoar as he cood fli!
a drop ov wotter techt mi HANAH'S cheek:
Hese cryin, KAS! sed she. Hoo? PETE? sed i?
not our Egle, but our Kedentry's! she replide.
You no the casion ov them briny teers?
sed she, with granjur. i spoas i doo, sed i,
a feelin kind ov sic to mi stummick. fact is,
i never felt so misable in my life.
KAS,looc atme! sed HANAH GANE,with dignity
that Gloris wooman wes woth lookin at.
Youd otto seen them fine maternle fechurs
i haint got much to say, sed she; but KAS,
i hoap your goin to folow that air Egle!
ide previsly maid up ml mind i wos;
But,fur a goak like, sed,Wot? leve mil HANAH,
& PETE, mi Egle,-& HIOWOTHY, ni Duo!
jes then, in cum brave PETr, ml 5-yere-oald,
His wite Hare fixt like a fitin Roosters coam,
His i a flashin (wot a pirfick Brick!)a carvin-nife attacht to his left side,
& waivin Stars & Strips, & steppin Prowd!
Hooray! pop PEPPER! lispt his childish axcents
He wos a vizzion ov inspirin Granjur!
Giv me a Gun! he yeld,-ime goin to Wor!
mi Braiv, Braiv Boy! sed HANAH, wipin his
noas,
likewais the'Briny Teers frum her Gloris Orbs,
Hese a Proffit! sed she. wi duzhe git that nife,
agin my orders? cos hese got a Sole
that Spankin oany agervaits! o KAS,
Hese woth 1 duzzen ov you snekin men!
at wich i smild,&sed,with ProwdRezzolushun
Hev Pashens, HANAR! your PiEPPER a int no
Sneak!
Wot! K. N. PEPPRR not a Patrit? pish!
Doant suc no sech Pertenshuns mi Adoard 1!
Behoald that thare Prowd Egle! (not to say
PETE rite out, cos Flatery mite spile him),
aint i his pa?-yes, KAS, you air! sed she,
Wal, wot air you a tockin about? sed i, a-smilin,
& a shakin hans cuite corjelly with boath Partys.
ast that air Gloris Berd (how diferent frum
the litle Berd a settin onto the Pickets!)
fast pintin fur the Drammy ov Seseshn
& squockin wen he smels the Sulfery Brees,ast him, Be4 he gits out o heerin, hoos Boosum
Hede rether rest in, ef he hed his Chois?
Hede say,-i aint tierd at pressent, But wen i Be,
min tale this minnit pints to the individooal!
Be-cuz wi? Becuz his Hart-after Deducktin
your Fammily Shair-is olreddy Bleedin
a Stiddy Streem onto the Olter ov his Kedentry!
Becuz he goas for Union & doant Stop!
Becuz hese daly atact with Pane in Bowls,wich shows the Patrits arder hes Struc in!
Becuz (to Conclood-tho taint Becuz i must)
with sech a Unparaleld Wife & Egle Boy
Hede naterally noc the Spots of ov inferier
Patrits, with oany a Comon pardner & Ofspring!
this Apeel wos cuite 2 mutch. Boath Partys
looct Serprizd. PETE, shrikt HANAH, camly,
& Sunk onto a Banbox wich containd
Her best Bunnit. PETE lie axidently cut hisself
With the Carvin-nife, & his yelin Brot
His Unparaleld ma to a cents ov her Condishn,
& the Condishn ov her Propperty. KAS, help me up!
She wisperd,-& wele col it a drawd Gaim.
i wep at this Mlagny Ninnity, & Rescude
Her boo i Adoar-tho her naim aint Robert.
after wich we hugd; & disarmin the stil yellin
Egle-wich hedl thus Shed its incent Blood
in the Sacrid Cos ov Libberty-set aroun
til supper-tim, & ete a harty Mele
cuite trankil.
nex Mornin i Enlisted.
mi Hart wos olmoast Bustin, and mi Pane
in Bowls cum on tremenjus; But i Stood it!
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