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[Verse 1]
The G7sons of the prophet were Cbrave men and bold And Fquite unaccustomed to Cfear, But the G7bravest by far in the ranks of the CShah Was G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir.
[Verse 2]
When they G7needed a man to enCcourage the van, Or to Fharass a foe from the Crear, Storm G7fort or redoubt, they had only to Cshout For G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir.
[Verse 3]
This G7son of the desert in bCattle aroused, Could sFplit twenty men on his Cspear. A tG7errible creature, sober or Csoused, Was G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir.
[Verse 4]
Now the G7heroes were plenty and Cwell known to fame Who Ffought in the ranks of the CCzar; But the G7bravest of these was a man by the Cname Of G7Ivan Skavinsky CSkivar.
[Verse 5]
He could G7imitate Irving, play Cpoker and pool, And Fstrum on the Spanish guiCtar; In G7fact, quite the cream of the Muscovite Cteam Was G7Ivan Skavinsky SCkivar.
[Verse 6]
The G7ladies all loved him, his Crivals were few; He could Fdrink them all under the Cbar. As gG7allant or tank, there was no one to Crank With G7Ivan Skavinsky SkiCvar.
[Verse 7]
One G7day this bold Russian had Cshouldered his gun, And Fdonned his most truculent Csneer; DownG7town he did go, where he trod on theC toe Of G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir.
[Verse 8]
"Young G7man," said Bulbul, "has your Clife grown so dull That you're Fanxious to end your caCreer ? Vile inG7fidel, know you have trod on the Ctoe Of G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir."
[Verse 9]
"So G7take your last look at sCunshine and brook, And Fsend your regrets to the CCzar, By G7which I imply, you are going to Cdie, Mr. G7Ivan Skavinsky SCkivar."
[Verse 10]
Said G7Ivan, "My friend, your Cremarks in the end Will avaFil you but little, I fCear; For you G7ne'er will survive to repeat them Calive, Mr. G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir."
[Verse 11]
Then G7that bold Mameluke drew his Ctrusty skibouk, With a cFry of "Allah AkbCar." And with G7murderous intent, he ferociously wCent For G7Ivan Skavinsky SkiCvar.
[Verse 12]
They G7parried and thrust, they sidestepped and Ccussed, Of bFlood they spilled a great Cpart; The G7philologist blokes, who seldom crack Cjokes, Say that G7hash was first madCe on that spot.
[Verse 13]
They fG7ought all that night, 'neath the Cpale yellow moon The Fdin, it was heard from aCfar, And G7huge multitudes came, so great was the Cfame, Of G7Abdul and Ivan SkCivar.
[Verse 14]
As AG7bdul's long knife was eCxtracting the life, In fFact he had shouted "HuCzzah" He felt G7himself struck by that wily CalCmuck Count G7Ivan Skavinsky SkiCvar.
[Verse 15]
The G7sultan drove by in his rCed-breasted fly, ExFpecting the victor to cCheer, But he oG7nly drew nigh just to hear the last sCigh Of G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir.
[Verse 16]
Czar G7Petrovich, too, in his sCpectacles blue, Rode Fup in his new crested Ccar; He G7arrived just in time to exchange a last Cline With IG7van Skavinsky SkiCvar.
[Verse 17]
There's a G7tomb rises up where the CBlue Danube rolls, And 'Fgraved there in characters Cclear Are, "StG7ranger, when passing, oh pray for the Csoul Of G7Abdul, the Bulbul CAmir."
[Verse 18]
A G7Muscovite maiden her lone vigil Ckeeps 'Neath the Flight of the pale polar Cstar, And the G7name that she murmurs so oft as she wCeeps, Is G7Ivan Skavinsky SkiCvar.