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Title: Clara In Blunderland
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Caroline Lewis, pseud.
Subjects: Satire Great Britain -- Politics and government -- Caricatures and cartoons Great Britain -- Politics and government -- Satire Political science Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898, Parodies, imitations, etc
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itized by Google CRUMPTY-BUMPTY. 53 At last he said, angrily, Its a most pro-voking thing when a person doesnt know ahyphen from an equator. Its a hyphen, as youought to know by this time, and its the mostvaluable thing in the world. Pulls me together,you know. But it costs a dreadful lot to keepup. It was a present to me from my colleagues,they said I was so changeable that I must wearsomething by which they could always knowme. 4 4 What are colleagues? asked Clara. Ishould like to know so much. My dear, said Crumpty-Bumpty, col-leagues are things that fly off at tangents.Ive got lots of em, and I never know whattheyll be up to next; but Ive managed totame a brace of em, a Walrus and a Carpenter,both very ferocious specimens. Ive taughtthem to do nearly everything I tell them now.Itwas all done by kindness, and just as youcame along I was composing a poem aboutthem. Oh! do say it, cried Clara.So, hitching up his hyphen, Crumpty-Bumpty began :— Digitized by Google 54 CRUMPTY-BUMPTY.
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The sun was bumping round the sky, Bumping with all his might. He did his level best to set On Britains Appetite, But, tho1 he always rose betimes, He couldnt do it quite. The moon was chuckling icily,Because she said the sunWas like a little Englander(That made him swear like fun),She said he ought to take a tourWith Cook or Doctor Lunn. Digitized by Google CRUMPTY-BUMPTY. 55 The ocean serged with navy blue,The lands were red as red,And even clothed in khaki wasThe Tauchnitz which you read,Ubiquitous Britannia keptApollo out of bed. The Walrus and the CarpenterWere ploughing in the sand,They wept like one oclock to sec-Such lots of British land, If this belonged to France or Spain,1They said, it would be grand.11 If dear Lloyd George and Honest Burns In Downing Street did sup, Do you suppose1 the Walrus asked, That they could bust us up ?11 Lets try em,v sighed the Carpenter, And hidd dyspeptic cup. O Voters, come and join with us,11 The Walrus did beseech, t( As many rads, as many f

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