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The Reverend Rawston Wright
Fun, III - 28th April 1866
| Oh! the centre-divided hair, |
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And the boots that shine so bright, |
And the linen prepared with care,
And the stole and the surplice fair,
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Of the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT. |
| A popular priest was he, |
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And appreciated quite, |
And eternally asked to tea
By the whole of his curacee, |
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Was the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT. |
| The bishop he said, said he, |
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"There's no such shining light |
In the whole of my holy see
(Excepting only me), |
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As the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT!" |
| And the vicars they said, said they, |
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"Our duty would be but slight |
If we could get, some day,
For the moderate sum we pay, |
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Such a REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT." |
| But though he was stern all day, |
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He'd a singular habit at night |
Indeed, I may fairly say,
An exceedingly singular way |
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Had the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT. |
| He'd strike a gigantic gong, |
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And then, the eccentric wight, |
Would sing to a wondering throng;
And this was the singular song |
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Of the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT: |
| Oh, fan an aesthetical flame, |
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And sing to the moon so bright, |
For piggy-wigs worry and maim,
And my highly respected name |
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Is the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT." |
| And the wondering throng would say, |
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"What a strange proceeding quite; |
Will any one tell us, pray,
What means this singular way |
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Of the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT?" |
| But he said, "I find it pays |
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To sing it with all my might. |
You needn't stand in amaze;
It's only one of the ways |
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Of the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT." |
| And he banged at the gong once more, |
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And he danced till the broad daylight; |
Then his delicate locks he tore,
And he yelled with a yelping roar, |
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Did this singular R WRIGHT. |
| And though he's a serious gent, |
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And a popular curate quite, |
No man can guess his intent,
Or tell us whatever is meant |
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When the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT |
| Says, "Fan an aesthetical flame, |
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And sing to the moon at night, |
For piggy-wigs worry and maim,
And my highly respected name |
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Is the REVEREND RAWSTON WRIGHT!" |
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6 March, 2006
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