I thought I would go daft when Joey died...
In the Spotlight !
This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, it's rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
Odds and Ends, Other Items Of Interest About Robert
Published by Webmaster on 2003/7/21 (4789 reads)
Exploring Robert's poems for those illustrious women whose names evoke a sense of wonder, charm, and excitement I have come up with the following list. Here they are in all their guilt and glory with a line a two to spur your interest. They are arranged in no particular order. If I've omitted any, let me know.
| ||Lady Lou The Shooting of Dan McGrew|
The woman that kissed him and -pinched his poke- was the lady that's known as Lou.
| ||Julie Claire Julie Claire|
Oh, Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well,
And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale to tell.
| ||Claw-fingered Kitty The Ballad of the Black Fox Skin|
She slipped away as still he lay, she clutched the wonderous fur;
Her pulses beat, her foot was fleet, her fear was as a spur;
She laughed with glee, she did not see him rise and follow her.
| ||Madam La Marquise Madam La Marquise|
Yes, you may wed with Mirabelle, or Raymonde if you'd rather...
For I as well the truth may tell...Papa is not your father."
| ||Peg The Ballad of Hard-Luck Henry|
"Yes, lonely Klondike miner, it is true my name is Peg,
It's also true I longed for you and wrote it on an egg."
| ||Lipstick Lou The Twins of Lucky Strike|
She put me wise that Lipstick Lou was in a family way;
"An' who ze baby's fazzaire ees, only ze bon Dieu know."
| ||June Village Virtue|
Wanton and a giddy-gadder,
Never knew who might have had her.
| ||Glamorous Greta Greta|
But glamorous Greta laughed loud in her glee:
"Poor Pop, you don't need to explain.
My lovely new brother I'm longing to see,-
Just think! Engineer on a train!
| ||Lip-stick Liz Lip-stick Liz|
Oh Lip-stick Liz was in the biz'
That's the oldest know in history;
She had a lot of fancy rags,
Of her form she made no mystery.
| ||Muckluck Mag The Man from Eldorado|
The sleek and painted women, their predacious eyes aglow-
Sure Klondike City never saw the like;
Then Muckluck Mag proposed the toast, "The giver of the show,
The livest sport that ever hit the pike."
| ||Gypsy Jill Gypsy Jill|
I'll put a bullet through his head, another through my heart.
| ||Violet De Vere Violet De Vere, McClusky's Nell|
You've heard of Violet de Vere, strip-teaser of renown,
Whose sitting-base out-faired the face of any girl in town.
| ||Spanish Women Spanish Women|
Well, each according to his taste. The dons prefer their women lardy,
But me, I likes a tiny waist, And breast that fits a hand that's hardy.
| ||The Ordinary Mother The Twins|
I'm a tender-hearted dame, Military is my bent;
Thus my pretty dears can claim For their Pa the Regiment.
| ||Boola-boola Maid The Boola-boola Maid|
In the wilds of Madagascar dwelt a Boola-boola Maid.
| ||Gertie of the Diamond Tooth and The Mare of Oregon Dance Hall Girls|
Fair ladies of my lusty youth,
I fear you are dead and gone;
Where's Girtie of the Diamond Tooth,
and where the Mare of Oregon?
| ||Klondike Kit and Gumboot Sue The Twins of Lucky Strike|
And Klondike Kit, and Gumboot Sue, and many I've forgot;
They had their faults, as I recall, the same as you and me.
| ||Florrie Florrie|
My truest love was Poacher Jim: I wish my babe was his'n.
Yet I can't father it on him because he was in prison.
| ||Marie Vaux The Last Supper|
'Tis a poisoned wine your palate sips,
Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips.
| ||Babette Babette|
I'm taxing up to the Montmartre,
With never a pang of regret,
To toy for a while with the garter
Of her whom I know as Babette.
| ||The Countess At San Sebastian|
The Countess sprawled beside the sea
as naked as she well could be.
| ||Lily Rose Treat 'Em Rough|
So next time I proposed, Thinks I, I'll treat 'em rough,
Her name was Lily Rose, I gave her he-man stuff.
| ||Touch-the-Button Nell The Ballad of Touch-The-Button Nell|
He crushed her in his mighty arms, a meek beguiling witch,
"With you, oh Nell, I'd dance to Hell," said Riley Dooleyvitch.
| ||Bessie Bessie's Boil|
Says I to my Missis: "Ba goom, lass! you've something I see, on your mind."
Says she: "You are right, Sam, I've something. It 'appens it's on me be'ind."
| ||Katie Drummond Katie Drummond|
But I, a hizzie of the town
Just telt him we must part;
Loving too well to drag him down
I tore him from my heart.
| ||Polly Crump The Front Tooth|
Says Polly Crump: "A gummy grin
Don't help to make one's business active;
We gels wot gains our bread by sin
Have got to make ourselves attractive."
| ||Missis Chewed-ear Jenkins The Baldness of Chewed-ear|
When Chewed-ear Jenkins got hitched up to Guinneyveer McGee,
His flowin' locks, ye recollect wuz frivolous an' free.
| ||Montreal Maree Montreal Maree, McClusky's Nell, Bide-A-Wee,|
The Twins of Lucky Strike, Death of a Croaker
But if I live a hundred years I'll not forget the thrill,
The rapture of that moment when I kissed a dimpled knee,
And safely mocked the murderous menace of Windy Bill,
Snug hid beneath the petticoat of Montreal Maree.
On the set of The Spoilers 1942
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame,
Of Gurtie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell,
And Maye Lamore, - at eighty four I oughta blush wi' shame
That in my wild and wooly youth I knew them ladies well.
And Klondike Kit, and Gumboot Sue, and many I've forgot;
They had their faults, as I recall, the same as you and me;
But come to take them all in all, the daisy of the lot,
The glamour queen of dance-hall dames was Montreal Maree.
First stanza, The Twins of Lucky Strike from Carols of an Old Codger
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