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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357532" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Duck an' Fowl</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt,<br>An' wrecks a joint to square a lady's name,<br>They used to call it chivalry, but now they calls it dirt,<br>An' the end of it is cops an' quod an' shame.<br>Fer insults to fair Gwendoline they 'ad to be wiped out;<br>But Rosie's sort is jist fair game-when Ginger ain't about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was Jimmie Ah Foo's cook-shop, which is close be Spadger's Lane,<br>Where a variegated comp'ny tears the scran,<br>An' there's some is 'tup'ny coloured,' an' some is 'penny plain,'<br>Frum a lawyer to a common lumper-man.<br>Or a writer fer the papers, or a slaver on the prowl,<br>An' noiseless Chows a-glidin' 'round wiv plates uv duck an' fowl.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if yeh wanted juicy bits that 'ung around Foo's perch<br>Yeh fetched 'em down an' wolfed 'em in yer place.<br>An' Foo sat sad an' solim, like an 'oly man in church,<br>Wiv an early-martyr look upon 'is face;<br>Wot never changed, not even when a toff upon a jag<br>Tried to pick up Ginger's Rosie, an' collided wiv a snag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ginger Mick's bin at the races, an' 'e'd made a little rise,<br>'Avin' knowed a bloke wot knowed the trainer's cook.<br>An' easy money's very sweet, as punters reckernise,<br>An' sweetest when yeh've prized it orf a 'book.'<br>So Ginger calls fer Rosic, an' to celerbrate 'is win<br>'E trots 'er down to Ah Foo's joint to splash a bit uv tin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There wus lights, an' smells of Asia, an' a strange, Chow-'aunted scene;<br>Floatin' scraps of forrin lingo 'it the car;<br>But Rose sails in an' takes 'er scat like any soshul queen<br>Sich as stokes 'erself wiv foy grass orl the year.<br>'Duck an' Fowl' 's 'er nomination; so ole Ginger jerks 'is frame<br>'Cross to git some fancy pickin's, an' to give 'is choice a name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While Ginger paws the tucker, an' 'as words about the price,<br>There's a shickered toff slings Rosie goo-goo eyes.<br>'E's a mug 'oo thinks 'e's 'it a flamin' 'all uv scarlet vice<br>An' 'e picks on gentle Rosie fer a prize.<br>Then 'e tries to play at 'andies, an' arrange about a meet;<br>But Rosie fetches 'im a welt that shifts 'im in 'is seat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ginger's busy makin' bargins, an' 'e never seen the clout;<br>'E is 'agglin' wiv Ah Foo fer 'arf a duck;<br>But the toff's too shick or silly fer to 'cave 'is carkis out,<br>An' to fade while goin's good an' 'e's in luck.<br>Then Ginger clinched 'is bargin, an', as down the room 'e came,<br>'E seen the toff jump fritm 'is seat, an' call the girl a name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That done it. Less than larf a mo, an' 'ell got orf the chain;<br>An' the swell stopped 'arf a ducklin' wiv 'is neck,<br>As Ginger guv the war-cry that is dreaded in the Lane.<br>An' the rest wus whirlin' toff an' sudden wreck.<br>Mick never reely stoushed 'im, but 'e used 'im fer a mop.<br>Then someone doused the bloomin' glim, an' Foo run fer a cop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down the stairs an' in the passidge come the shufflin' feet uv Chows,<br>An' a crash, as Ah Foo's chiner found it's mark.<br>Fer more than Mick 'ad ancient scores left over frum ole rows,<br>An' more than one stopped somethin' in the dark.<br>Then the tabbies took to screamin', an' a Chow remarked 'Wha' for?'<br>While the live ducks quacked blue murder frum their corner uv the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fer full ten minutes it was joy, reel willin' an' to spare,<br>Wiv noise uv tarts, an' Chows, an' ducks, an' lash;<br>An' plates uv fowl an' bird's-nest soup went whizzin' thro' the air,<br>While 'arf-a-dozen fought to reach Foo's cash.<br>Then, thro' an open doorway, three Chows' 'eads is framed in light,<br>An' sudden in Mick's corner orl is gentle peace an' quite.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up goes the lights; in comes the cops; an' there's a sudden rush;<br>But the Johns 'as got 'em safe an' 'emmed 'em in;<br>An' ev'ryone looks innercent. Then thro' the anxious 'ush<br>The toffs voice frum the floor calls fer a gin…<br>But Mick an' Rose, 0 where are they? Arst uv the silent night!<br>They 'ad a date about a dawg, an' vanished out o' sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Foo an' orl 'is cousins an' the ducks torks ori at once,<br>An' the tabbies pitch the weary johns a tale,<br>'Ow they orl is puffick ladies 'oo 'ave not bin pinched fer munce;<br>An' the crooks does mental sums concernin' bail.<br>The cops they takes a name er two, then gathers in the toff,<br>An' lobs 'im in a cold, 'ard cell to sleep 'is love-quest off.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But down in Rosie's kipsie, at the end uv Spadger's Lane,<br>'Er an' Mick is layin' supper out fer two.<br>'Now, I 'ate the game,' sez Ginger, 'an' it goes agin the grain;<br>But wot's a 'elpless, 'ungry bloke to do?'<br>An' 'e yanks a cold roast chicken frum the bosom uv 'is shirt,<br>An' Rosie finds a ducklin' underneath 'er Sund'y skirt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, when a bloke fergits 'imself, an' soils a lady's name,<br>Altho' Romance is dead an' in the dirt,<br>In ole Madrid or Little Bourke they treats 'im much the same,<br>An' 'e collects wot's comin' fer a cert.<br>But, spite uv 'igh-falutin' tork, the fact is jist the same:<br>Ole Ginger Mick wus out fer loot, an' played a risky game.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To fight an' forage… Spare me days! It's been man's leadin' soot<br>Since 'e learned to word a tart an' make a date.<br>'E's been at it, good an' solid, since ole Adam bit the froot:<br>To fight an' forage, an' pertect 'is mate.<br>But this story 'as no moral, an' it 'as a vulgar plot;<br>It is jist a small igzample uv a way ole Ginger's got.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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An' wrecks a joint to square a lady's name,
They used to call it chivalry, but now they calls it dirt,
An' the end of it is cops an' quod an' shame.
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