UNCLE GEORGE AND THE CABMAN.

Wake up, Mr. Cabby, wake up from

your nap,
Or with my umbrella I'll give you a rap ;

I wonder that you should sit sleeping
there,

Instead of looking out for a fare.

Wake up your horse, too, and give him
the rein,

For greatly I fear we are late for the
train—

The nine o'clock train for Brighton.
Be sure

And catch it in time, I'll give sixpence |
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