Punch: Punch (87.1884)

November 29, 1884,] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.__J55

THE LOVING CUP.

(A Song of the West Jfrican Covference.)

MIXING PLEASURE WITH BIZZINES5.

Oh, Bizzt brewed a Conference Cap,
And several cronies came to see;

And all were all agog to sup

(Except, perchance, the Portugee).

Chorus.

We are net fools, we are not fools,
Though various in our tastes we be.

The Cock may crow, the Bull may roar,
But in the end we ’ll all agree.

Here are we met, right merry boys,
Right merry boys, I trow, are we;

And several sittings we have seen,

And several more we hope to see.

Air—“ Willie brew'd a Feck o' Maut."
Chorus.

We ’re not yet full, we ’re not yet full,

A wee drop more won’t disa-gree ;

Eor Bizzv’s blend seems wholesome stuff,
And still we ’ll taste his barley bree!

Portugal fain would raise her horn,

Above the rest she’d lift it hie ;

But when we drink, let’s all drink fair,

So sooth she ’ll have to wait a wee.

Chorus.

The world’s not full, the world’s not full,
There still is room for all, say we ;

So let us drink in Bizzx’s brew
Clear course to trade, the Congo free !

Who ’ll sacrifice his land’s clear right
A coward loon I hold is he!

But he is riding for a fall

Who’d king it too exclusively.

Chorus.

We’re not such fools, we’re not sack
fools

As to fall out and disagree.

Wreathe Brzzx’s Cup with smiles I We’ve
got

Enough black looks in Afrikee.