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Victoria College Students' Carnival. Tuesday and Wednesday, June 27 & 28, 1911

Run Through Chorus III

page 38

Run Through Chorus III.

No longer the prisoners faint, o'er their labour,
Do time cracking pebbles or planting out trees,
But merrily trip to the sound of the tabour,
And drop in at Fuller's whenever they please.
They stoop to no order, bow down to no warder,
Have every indulgence the epicure needs—
A highly respectable, duly delectable
Life is the life that the prisoner leads.

Political friends of the crook have arisen,
(Perhaps for themselves they are carving a home!)
The rush that ensues just to get into prison
Is only surpassed by the founding of Rome.
They're free of conscription, supplied with Havanas,
The dun and his bills they escape from, the knaves.
They've plenty of leisure to cultivate manners,
'Tis they are the freemen, 'tis we are the slaves.