The Civet Cat mew’d, and did nothing but fret,
And the stripes of the Zebra were blacker than jet;
The Opossum was posed, and looked wondrously sage,
And the Red Coati Mondi turned sallow with rage;
The Hyæna declared in a quarrelsome mood,
He would instantly break through his den—if he could:
And the Moose Deer in ire would have bit his lip through,
But he found it already divided in two.
The Schoolmaster Porcupine rang, too, the chimes,—
He declar’d that he’d send an address to “the Times;”