RHYMES OF THE UNDERGROUND.
Adolphus Minns resides at Kew
And does what people ought to do.
In boarding trains his instincts are
To "let 'em first get off the car,"
Then "hurry up" himself to enter,
And "pass along right down the centre."
Though nigh his destination be
No selfish "door-obstructor" he:
Rather than bear such imputation
He'll travel on beyond his station.
His unexceptionable ways
E'en liftmen have been known to praise—
A folk censorious and, as such,
Not given to praising over-much.
Small need have they to shout a grim
"No smoking in the lift" at him,
Or ask if he's the only one
For whom the lift is being run.
Adolphus Minns, who lives at Kew,
Does all that people ought to do—
Retires to bed before eleven,
Is up and shaved by half-past seven—
And, when he dies, he'll go to Heaven.
Perhaps he's gone; I've never met
His like at Kew or elsewhere yet.