At The Vicar's Fancy Ball 1915

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 20 Sep 2006
2006

To pass the winter evenings
at our Parish Church last year
our Vicar gave a fancy ball
a very fine idea!
Each member as a character
appeared in fancy dress.
'Twas really most enjoyable,
ah yes! ah yes! ah, yes!

At our Vicar's fancy ball,
some happy recollections I recall.
One lady came as Cupid
and at me shot an arrow,
it stuck right in a girl
dressed as a vegetable marrow.
To represent a farmyard
I espied young Missis Clegg there,
she did a lot of cackling
but she never laid an egg there.
Miss Green came as a winkle
and it made the people giggle,
she came out of her little shell
and back she couldn't wriggle.
Dear sisters, I was so ashamed
of Miss Selina Snicker,
She came there as a feather
and she tickled our dear Vicar.
Miss Brown came as a morning lark,
with music she was bristling,
she swallowed her bird warbler
and she couldn't speak for whistling.
To represent Guy Fawkes Day
as a firework came Miss Crocket,
she got too near the gas stove,
and she went up like a rocket,
at our Vicar's fancy ball.

The tradesfolk in our Parish there
a great sensation made,
they each came in a dress supposed
to represent their trade.
As fruit and flow'rs and whatnot ah!
they made a lovely show.
Those costumes I shall ne'er forget,
ah no! ah no! ah no!

At our Vicar's fancy ball,
those funny costumes I can recall.
The fruit'rer as a lemon
sent his daughter Miss Louisa,
and fortunately her young man
came as a lemon squeezer.
Poor Missis Jones, the grocer's wife,
came as a pound of butter,
she melted with the heat
and down a crack began to slutter.
Our butcher's wife, dear Missis Green,
came as a joint of brisket,
Marked: "Going cheap at four a pound"
but no one cared to risk it.
Our cheeseman, Mister Niffy,
as a cheese was very droll ah!
I murmured: "Thank The Lord
you didn't come as gorgonzola!"
Miss Lizzie from the fish shop
as a cod fish there was busy,
and everything went smoothly
till they tried to fillet Lizzie.
Miss White came as a pork pie,
trimmed with parsley there I found her
but the Vicar sent her home again
to put more parsley round her,
at our Vicar's fancy ball.

Our Musical Society
turned up in splendid force
and everyone appeared
in something musical of course.
Their costumes were most humourous,
yea, verily 'tis so!
I really felt obliged to laugh,
ha ha! Hee hee! Ho ho!

At our Vicar's fancy ball,
those characters of music I recall.
To represent an organ
came our org'nist, Mister Fellows;
The blower blew him up so much
alas! He burst his bellows!
Dressed as a bar of music
came Miss Angelina Gotchitt,
and she got most annoyed when someone
tried to dot her crotchet.
Young Brown came as a fiddle
and, my word!
he did look rummy.
For someone tried to scrape a bow
across his little Mary.
To represent a flute
Miss Brown came all the way from Bootle,
she got a choc'late in her throat,
and then she couldn't tootle.
Miss Flynn came as a jew's harp
and she used a lot of blarney,
till someone stuck his teeth in her,
and tried to play Killarney.
To represent a cornet
there was fat old Major Crumpet;
the room was very draughty
and the wind blew thro' his trumpet,
at our dear dear Vicar's
dear, dear Vicar's
dear, dear Vicar's fancy ball.

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At The Vicar's Fancy Ball 1915
Written & Composed by Worton David & Bert Lee
© MCMXV by Francis, Day & Hunter
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 20 September 2006 at 12.34pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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