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            Wot Cher!
               
            
            Wot Cher!
               1892
            
            
By ALBERT CHEVALIER.
            
            or, Knocked ’em in the Old Kent Rd.
            
            
            I
            
            Last week down our alley come a toff, 
1 well-dressed man
            Nice old geezer with a nasty cough, 
2 man
            Sees my Missus, takes ’is topper off  
3 hat
              In a very gentlemanly way!
            “Ma’am,” says he, “I ’ave some news to tell,
            Your rich Uncle Tom of Camberwell,
            Popped off recent, which it ain’t a sell, 
4 died; mistake
              Leaving you ’is little Donkey Shay.”
              “Wot cher!” all the neighbours cried,
                “Who’re yer goin’ to meet, Bill?
                Have yer bought the street, Bill?”
              Laugh! I thought I should ’ave died,
              Knock’d ’em in the Old Kent Road! 
5 made them stare
            
            
            II
            
            Some says nasty things about the moke, 
6 donkey
            One cove thinks ’is leg is really broke, 
7 fellow
            That’s ’is envy, cos we’re carriage folk,
              Like the toffs as rides in Rotten Row!
            Straight! it woke the alley up a bit, 
8 no mistake
            Thought our lodger would ’ave ’ad a fit,
            When my missus, who’s a real wit,
              Says, “I ’ates a Bus, because it’s low!”
                “Wot cher!” &c.
            
            
            III
            
            When we starts the blessed donkey stops,
            He won’t move, so out I quickly ’ops,
            Pals start whackin’ him, when down he drops,
              Someone says he wasn’t made to go.
            Lor it might ’ave been a four-in-’and,
            My Old Dutch knows ’ow to do the grand, 
9 wife; make a show
            First she bows, and then she waves ’er ’and,
              Calling out we’re goin’ for a blow!
                “Wot cher!” &c.
            
            
            IV
            
            Ev’ry evenin’ on the stroke of five,
            Me and Missus takes a little drive,
            You’d say, “Wonderful they’re still alive,”
              If you saw that little donkey go.
            I soon showed him that ’e ’d have to do,
            Just whatever he was wanted to,
            Still I shan’t forget that rowdy crew,
              ’Ollerin’ “Woa! steady! Neddy Woa!
                Wot cher!” &c.
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
               Notes
               Albert Chevalier, a “coster poet”, music-hall artist, and musician of
                  French extraction was born in Hammersmith. He is a careful, competent
                  actor of minor parts, and sings his own little ditties extremely well.
                  
               
               
             
            
            
               		Taken from
               		Musa Pedestris,
               		Three Centuries of Canting Songs and Slang Rhymes
               		[1536―1896], collected and annotated by John S. Farmer.
               	      
            
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