OH! MR. PUNCH
Harry Hemsley

Harry Hemsley


Oh Mr. Punch you will agree,
Calls for a lot of sympathy,
He never has a moment's peace,
And lives in terror of the police.
His baby being extra strong,
Keeps him awake the whole night long.
His wife nags him, so 'tis said,
>From early dawn till he's in bed.

Oh Mister Punch, Oh Mister Punch,
Of trials and troubles you've a bunch,
At breakfast, dinner, supper, lunch,
You never have much leisure.
You're teased, tormented, day and night,
You're set upon, both left and right,
It makes us laugh with all our might,
And gives us heaps of pleasure.

He's full of quips and merry chaff,
And loves to make the children laugh,
In spite of this the fact remains,
He gets a beating for his pains.
His enemies have then to learn,
In course of time a worm will turn,
And soon poor Punch in manner slick,
Just sets about them with his stick.

Oh Mister Punch, Oh Mister Punch,
Of trials and troubles you've a bunch,
At breakfast, dinner, supper, lunch,
You never have much leisure.
You're teased, tormented, day and night,
You're set upon, both left and right,
It makes us laugh with all our might,
And gives us heaps of pleasure.





(Contributed by James Went - February 2007)