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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374833" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>William And Bill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Mr. Jiggs was certainly an estimable youth,<br>A pillar of propriety, a champion of truth;<br>He had a good position in a warehouse in the town;<br>A staunch church-worker, he became a layman of renown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jiggs owned a bijou villa in a little suburb here;<br>His wife was small but precious, and their baby was a dear;<br>But a fly in William’s ointment (and intrude such creatures will)<br>Was his father, known about the neighborhood as “Bill.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now if you’re a serious soul, and known as “William” still,<br>It’s unpleasant to have hanging round a father who is “Bill.”<br>So William had discovered, for at sixty-two his dad<br>Behaved with great exuberance, aspired to be “a lad”;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Got shicker on occasion, and came home with the milk<br>(Which also means the whisky) and with fellows of the ilk<br>Would sing a ribald ditty, and he’d dance upon his hat,<br>Then curl hard down, and slumber on the goodly William’s mat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you’re a worker at the church, abhorring wicked fun,<br>An old man sleeping on your mat in full light of the sun<br>Is very detrimental; so William had to steal<br>From bed full oft his roystering pa to drag in by the heel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Bill went giddy with the girls, and made excessive love<br>To the wives of William’s neighbors. There was one two doors above<br>Who said he was a nice old man, so very clean and gay –<br>She let him buy her suppers, and went with him to the play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her husband was a travelling man. One day he spoke to Bill.<br>Bill pointed out where on the lawn toiled unsuspecting Will.<br>That ma he struck at Will with his fist, a thing of fear –<br>He knocked him down, he kicked him, and he trod upon his ear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He beat him with a rake, and with the hose he washed him round,<br>Till William, stunned and helpless now, was presently half-downed.<br>Then said the fellow: “Billy Jiggs, I hope from this time out<br>You’ll kindly let my wife alone when I am not about.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will sadly looked upon his dad, reproachment in his eye.<br>Bills raised him up, and to his glance made reverent reply:<br>“Sins of the fathers fall upon the children. Be resigned.<br>It’s according to the gospel, so I thought you wouldn’t mind.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now William hides at Cooktown, and old Bill resides at hay.<br>Responsible for all his venal actions, so to say.<br>Of William Jiggs, whose “gorn all wrong,” a touching tale he’ll tell –<br>“A-renouncin’ of the Scriptures. And I brought him up so well!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+George+Dyson">Edward George Dyson</a><div class=q>
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