Of his finding good cause to repent it.
So he said, "You've all dined?" and, as matter of course,
He soon sat himself down to concoct the fish sauce,
As he fancied he did it the best.
But of what it was made I ne'er heard, so can't tell,
Though I'm certain the subject he'd studied right well,
For the good dame its merits confest.
But he long had not been
Ere he fancied he'd seen
The tail of a coat through the hedge flap.