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also from “Fifty Bab Ballads” 1884 George Routledge and Sons edition by
D’ye see?A miserable Parley-voo!”
So we up with our helm, and we scuds before the breeze,As we gives a compassionating cheer;Froggee answers with a shoutAs he sees us go about,Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer,D’ye see?Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer!And I’ll wager in their joy they kissed each other’s cheek(Which is what them furriners do),And they blessed their lucky starsWe were hardy British tarsWho had pity on a poor Parley-voo,D’ye see?Who had pity on a poor Parley-voo!