Were’t not a Shame, were’t not a Shame, I say,
Within Speed Limit, tamely to abide?
What! Without asking, stop our Speed immense?
And, without asking, Jailward hurried hence!
Oh, many a Cop of this Forbidding Mien,
Must rue the Memory of his Insolence!
And fear not lest a Smashup closing My
Account and Yours, Machines no more shall fly;