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The Hottentot flew at the savage Zulu,
The Zulu he went for the Blade,
And fiercely they vied14 in their strength and their pride,
And fought3 for the Cannibal Maid.
She perched on a stone,9 with a shapely shinbone
Clapped tight in her tapering arms,
And watched the blood fly with a love-laden eye
While the warriors fought for her charms.

When fiercer they fought and the ringing blows caught
With thrust and with parry and punch,
She said, with a smile, " In a very short while
I will have those* two fellows for lunch."
The purple blood flows from the Hottentot’s nose,
The Zulu is struck by the Blade ;
Then each of them sighed,19 a gasping— he died,
And looked on the Cannibal Maid.

She made a nice stew of the savage Zulu,
And scrambled the Hottentot's brains—
Twas a dainty menu when the cooking was through,
And she dined on her lovers’ remains.
The savage Zulu and the Hottentot, too,
Both sleep iti a Cannibal7 tomb;
The three were made one, and the story is done—
The maiden strolled9 off in the gloom.
E dw ard H . P e a l e .

THE GOAT AND THE SWING.
A VICIOUS goat, otic clay, had found
Ils way into forbidden ground,
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When, coming to the garden swing,
He spied a most prodigious thing—
A ram, a monster to his mind,
With head before and head behind!