Me pal 'e trots 'er up an'does the toff 'E allus wus a bloke fer showin'off. 'This 'ere's Doreen,''e sez.'This 'ere's the Kid.' I dips me lid.
She wears a artful bonnet, feathers stuck upon it,Coverin' a fringe all curled;She's just about the sweetest, prettiest and neatestDoner in the wide, wide world!And she'll be Missis 'Awkins, Missis 'En'ry 'Awkins,Got 'er for to name the day;Settled it last Monday, so to church on Sunday,Off we trots the donkey shay!albert chevalier