Was walking out in the evening cool
When she spied an Owl in a tulip-tree,
So a civil “Good evening, sir” said she,
Bu it gave her a shock (as it might give you)
When he solemnly answered “To wit:—to who?”
“Why, to you, to be sure!” said the little maid:
“But you’ve made a mistake, sir, I am afraid.
I don’t know what you mean by ‘to wit’
But objective is ‘whom’, I am sure of it.
The story-books say you’re a very wise fowl,