With other odd sounds—“Ha! ha! ha! ha!
Fol, lol; zidziddel—quee, quee-bah! bah!
Fizzigig—giggidy! phsee! sha! sha!”
“O ye thieves, ye thieves! ye rascally thieves!”
The good man cries. He turns to his pitcher,
And there, alas! to his horror perceives,
That the Little Folks’ mode of making him richer
Has been to pay him with—withered leaves.
James Clarence Mangan