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C J Dennis - The DanceC J Dennis - The Dance
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"Heirlums," `e sez.  "I`ve `ad the trousiz pressed.   Me father married in `em, that `e did. See this `ere fancy vest?         See this `ere lid? Me gran`dad brought that frum `is native land In forty-two-an` then `twas second-`and." Clobber?  Oh, `el!  Pants uv wild shepherd`s plaid,   A coat that might `ave knocked the cliners flat When father was a lad,         A tall, pot `at That caught the mange back in the diggin`s days, A fancy vest that called fer loud `oorays. But loud `oorays don`t `arf ixpress my rage   When Danny comes upholstered fer the jig. I`ve seen it on the stage,         Rat comic rig; But never at a country dance before `Ave I seen sich crook duds as Danny wore. "You want to crool my scheme," I sez, "with rags   Like that?  This ain`t no fancy dress affair. Wot sort uv tile an` bags         Is them to wear? But `e don`t tumble;  )e`s as pleased as pie. "By gum," `e sez, "this ort to catch `er eye." "You posin` fer a comic film, or wot?"   I arsts `im --" with noorotic togs like those! Jazz clobber!  Ain`t you got         No decent clo`es?" But `e`s too tickled with `imself to `eed. "This orter catch `er eye," `e sez, "this tweed." It caught `er eye, all right, an` many more.   They starts to come before the daylight fades; An`, fer a hour before         The crowd parades, Ole Danny `eld the centre uv the stage, While I stood orf an` chewed me silent rage. That`s `ow it alwiz is: I try to show   `Ow I can use me bean in deep-laid lurks; An` then some fool must go         An` bust the works. `Ere, I `ave planned a coop in slap-up-style, An` Danny spikes me guns with gran`pa`s tile. Rose never seemed so free frum ugly dreams,   Not since she came, as that night at the dance; But my matchmakin` schemes         Makes no advance; Fer every time I gits a chance to score, Doreen butts in, an` crools me pitch once more. Reel thortless, women is.  She ort to seen   I `ad intents -- in spite uv Danny`s clo`es -- An` that `e was reel keen.         Concernin` Rose. Not `er.  She larfs, an` chatters with the push, As if rich `usbands grew on every bush. Once, f`rinstance, I gits busy when I seen   Rose sittin` out; an` brings Dan on the run. "Why, mercy!" sez Doreen.         "`Ere`s Mister Dunn Perlite enough to arst me fer a dance. `E knows us marrid ones don`t git much chance." An` there she grabs `im, fair out uv me `ands!   An` lets young Wally Free git off with Rose; While like a fool I stands,         Kickin` me toes An` cursin` all the fool things women do. I`d think `twas done apurpis, less I knoo. That`s `ow it was all night. I schemed a treat,   Workin` shrood points, an` sweatin` blood, almost; But every time I`m beat         Right on the post. All me matchrnakin`s bust -- the task uv days -- Through Danny`s duds an` my wife`s tackless ways. Nice chaperong she is!  While Free an` Rose   Dance `arf the night Doreen jist sits an` beams. When I seen that, up goes         My `opes an` schemes. But all that Danny sez is, "Stone the crows! Yeh`d think I`d took `er eye, with them good clo`es." When we git `ome that night I shows me spleen   By `intin` Rose will be left on the shelf. An` then I see Doreen         Smile to `erself. "I would n`t be su`prised," she sez, "to see Rose marrid, some fine day, to Wally Free." To Wally Free!  Yeh could `ave knocked me flat   With `arf a brick. I seen it in a flash. A grinnin` coot like that!         Without no cash! Besides, a man `oo`d keep a thievin` cow Like `is, won`t make no `usband any`ow. I`m sick uv everything.  It ain`t no joke.   I`ve tried to do good works; an` now I`ve found When you git `elpin` folk         They jist turn round An` bite the `and that feeds `em, so to speak. An` yet they sez the strong should `elp the weak. Wot rot! ... I wisht I `ad some reel ixcuse   To push some face in, jist to ease me mind. Spike Wegg, `e `ad `is use --         `Im an` `is kind. If I could give me ole left-`ook one swing, I might feel kinder like to everything.
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