Little knew they of its glory over seas or great renown.
They had nothing of the fruitage, though, alas! they held the plant,
Nothing saw they of the picture, save, indeed, the Elephant.
He who had been in the background now came trampling to the fore;
Terribly he trampled on them, very awful was his roar!
Very dreadful is the silence when no human voice responds
To a legal requisition for the interest of our bonds.
But ere long a shrewd reflection unto Moses Adams came—
“Darned ef I’m a-gwine to suffer fur another party’s game;
Wings is given to muskeeters—like muskeeters men can fly;