1930 The Home Bartender's Guide and Song Book

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THB BARTENDER'S GUIDE AND SONG BOOK

They fought all that night 'neath the pale yellow moan; The din, it was heard from afar, And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame, Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar.

As Abdul's long knife was extracting the life, In fact he was shouting "H11r.r.ahl" He felt himself struck by that wily Calm11ck, Count foan Skavinsky Skaflar.

The Sultan drove by in his red-breasted /ly, Expecting the victor to cheer, But lie only drew nigh to hear the last righ Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.

Czar PetrofJitch; too, in his spectacles blue, Rode up in his new crested car. He arrived just in time to exchange a last line Tfl'ith Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

There's a tomb rises up where the Blue Danube roll1, And 'graved there iti characters clear, Are, "Stranger, when passirzg, oh pray for the s<1ul Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."

A splash in the Black Sea one dark moonless night, Caused ripples to spread wide and far, It was made by a sack fitting close to the back, Of l1!m1 Skavinsky Skavar.

A Muscovite maiden her lone fligil keeps, 'Neath the light of the pale polar star, And the name that she murmurs so oft, as she weeps, ls Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

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