Part 38 (1/2)

[17: got rid of the plunder]

THE CHICKALEARY COVE [Notes]

[_c_. 1864]

I

I'm a 'Chickaleary bloke' with my one, two, three, [1]

Whitechapel was the village I was born in, For to get me on the hop, or on my tibby drop, [2]

You must wake up very early in the morning.

I have a rorty gal, also a knowing pal, [3]

And merrily together we jog on, I doesn't care a flatch, as long as I've a tach, [4]

Some pannum for my chest, and a tog on. [5]

I'm a Chickaleary bloke with my one, two, three, Whitechapel was the village I born in, For to get me on the hop, or on my tibby drop, You must wake up very early in the morning.

II

Now kool my downy kicksies--the style for me, [6]

Built on a plan werry naughty, The stock around my squeeze a guiver colour see, [7]

And the vestat with the bins so rorty, [8]

My tailor serves you well, from a perger to a swell, [9]

At Groves's you're safe to make a sure pitch, [10]

For ready yenom down, there ain't a shop in town, [11]

Can lick Groves in The Cut as well as Sh.o.r.editch. [12]

I'm a Chickaleary bloke, etc.

III

Off to Paris I shall go, to show a thing or two To the dipping blokes what hangs about the caffes, [13]

How to do a cross-fam, for a super, or a slang, [14]

And to bustle them grand'armes I'd give the office: Now my pals I'm going to slope, see you soon again, I hope, My young woman is awaiting, so be quick; Now join in a chyike, the jolly we all like, [15]

I'm off with a party to the Vic.

I'm a Chickaleary bloke, etc.

[1: Whitechapel swell]

[2: got the better of me]

[3: flashly dressed; clever]

[4: halfpenny; hat]

[5: eatables; coat]

[6: look; trousers flashy cut]

[7: neck; flash]

[8: vest; pockets]

[9: teetotaller]