With rope for a collar,
At the end of his Ruthless day!
[A PROTEST]
While now 'tis meet to eat fish, eggs and maize,
Vice meat and wheat whene'er we dine or sup,
So be it! but this protest I would raise—
In spite of warnings—veal keeps bobbing up!
[A PRAYER]
O Sun and Skies, that Hoover o'er our Fields