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"Yes," said another; "but he desarves credit for travelin' from Clansallagh to Findramore, widout layin' a foot to the ground "'Wan day wid Captain Whiskey I wrastled a fall, But faith I was no match for the captain at all But faith I was no match for the captain at all, Though the landlady's measures they were damnable small. Tooral, looral, looral lorral lido.
"Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer, List old ladies o'er your tea, At description Tom's a tailor, When he is compared to me. Tooral looral loo." "Attend brevity is the soul of wit, ahem. Listen how I shall crush all your lengthy yam into an eggshell.
It was written and frequently sung by a clever young engineer officer: We're convicts at work in the Noozle, We carry great loads on our backs, And often our warders bamboozle, And sleep 'neath mountains of sacks. Chorus: Ri-tooral il looral, &c. We convicts start work at day dawning, Boilers we mount about noon, Sleepers we load in the morning, And rails by the light of the moon.