The Merry Bishop.
The Dean of Cape Town with a critical frown
To the jests of St. Albans’ gay Bishop demurs;
But the Bishop denies the offence and implies
’Tis the way of all asses to nibble at Furse.
"Harvest Festival celebrations took place at St. John’s Church on Sunday evening, when the choir rendered the anthem ’Praise the young ladies of the choir.’"—Yorkshire Paper.
And we have no doubt they deserved it.
Butcher (at conclusion of scathing criticism of horse). "Well, that’s my opinion, anyway. And I ought to know something by now about a bit of ’orseflesh when I sees it."
Groom. "Yes—and so ought your customers too."