. St. Nicholas [serial]. thes, Walked out from town one day,It chanced that a man from ChamboreeWas sitting beside the , fat and fierce and brown was he —Sing fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee !The wandering man from Chamboree! Now Johnniky Van was well brought up, And always most polite,And so, though his hair stood quite on end, And he shook in his shoes with fright — It s a beautiful day, dear sir, said heTo the terrible man from , fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee ! Its no such a thing ! the stranger growled; For the clouds are quite too green, And the sky-blue grass and the pu
. St. Nicholas [serial]. thes, Walked out from town one day,It chanced that a man from ChamboreeWas sitting beside the , fat and fierce and brown was he —Sing fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee !The wandering man from Chamboree! Now Johnniky Van was well brought up, And always most polite,And so, though his hair stood quite on end, And he shook in his shoes with fright — It s a beautiful day, dear sir, said heTo the terrible man from , fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee ! Its no such a thing ! the stranger growled; For the clouds are quite too green, And the sky-blue grass and the purple trees Are the ugliest things I ve seen; And the rain is wet, it appears to me — Oh, fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee ! Said the singular man from Chamboree. Cried Johnniky Van : Excuse me, sir, But I really must explainThat the sky is blue, and the grass is green,And there is nt a drop of rain. Goo-roo ! you d better not differ with me!Oh, fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee ! Said the quarrelsome man from R. A. G RA£F. Then Johnniky Van politely bowed, But he said : My statement s true; You may eat me up if you please, dear sir,But I 11 never agree with you ! Oh, ho, my friend, I 11 try it and see! Said the cannibal man from Chamboree! Sing fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee ! Then Johnniky Van he plainly saw There was not much time to he said : I am pleased to have met you,sir,But I find I must leave in down the road like a shot went he,Away from the man from Chamboree !Sing fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee! JOHNNIKY VAN AND THE CANNIBAL MAN. 743 This is dreadfully hard, the cannibal cried, On a man with nothing to eat!A nice little boy in his Sunday suit Would have been such a charming treat;And now, pray what shall I have for tea ? Said the cannibal man from , fi-cum, fo-cum, fiddle-cum-fee! When a cannibal man s in sight, my boy, Dont stop to say, Good day ;Though it s well to be polite, my boy,It is better to run , whateve
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