ABDUL-A-BUL-BUL-AMIR, A SEQUEL

By the sea of Sargotha I wandered one night.
The stars were shining so clear.
For no reason at all, I heard someone call
For Abdul-a-bul-bul-Amir.
I pondered the moonbeams descending so low
Casting shadows ghostly and then
I discovered that I was standing close by
The tombs of these two famous men.
Then from the tombs' shadow there rose from the grave
The form of a Russian Tzar.
My skin nearly peeled as he stood there revealed.
It was Ivan Skovinski Skovar.

It was he who was calling. I hardly dared breathe.
My heart 'most stopped beating from fear,
When out of the grave in need of a shave
Stepped Abdul-a-bul-bul-Amir.
"Would you speak to me, Ivan?" says Abdul quite low.
"I would," replied Ivan quite clear.
"That quarrel we had was all to the bad,
Friend Abdul-a-bul-bul-Amir."

"Oh, friend, thou art blameless," said Ivan Skovar.
"The fault lies in my hands alone."
But Abdul said, "Nay, it was never that way.
The fault was no ones but my own."
"Do you call me a liar?" said Ivan Skovar.
"Step forth and I'll slice off thine ear."
"Why, you son of a cat, you'll never do that!"
Said Abdul-a-bul-bul-Amir.

So, once more they battled and fought as before.
The multitudes came from afar.
These lords of no fear, these bold buccaneers,
A Turk and a Russian Tzar.
And just at that moment, each sword found its mark.
I heard a blood-curdling scream,
And to my surprise, I opened my eyes
And found it was only a dream.
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I don't know the author. I collected it from Smokey Green, and he got it from Doc Williams