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 A more humane Mikado never Did in Japan exist, To nobody second, I'm certainly reckoned A true philanthropist. It is my very humane endeavour To make, to some extent, Each evil liver A running river Of harmless merriment.

My object all sublime I shall achieve in time— To let the punishment fit the crime— The punishment fit the crime— And make each prisoner pent Unwillingly represent A source of innocent merriment! Of innocent merriment!

All prosy dull society sinners, Who chatter and bleat and bore, Are sent to hear sermons From mystical Germans Who preach from ten till four. The amateur tenor, whose vocal villanies All desire to shirk, Shall, during off-hours, Exhibit his powers To Madame Tussaud's waxwork.

The lady who dies a chemical yellow, Or stains her grey hair puce, Or pinches her figger, Is blacked like a nigger With permanent walnut juice. The idiot who, in railway carriages, Scribbles on window-panes, We only suffer To ride on a buffer In Parliamentary trains

My object all sublime, &c.

His object all sublime. &c.

The advertising quack who wearies With tales of countless cures,