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Last week down our alley come a toff, Nice old geezer with a nasty cough, Sees my Missus, takes 'is topper off 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, 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!