Broad Grins / Comprising, With New Additional Tales in Verse, Those / Formerly Publish'd Under the Title "My Night-Gown and / Slippers."

by George Colman

Haven’t you (lucky man if not) been vex’d,

Worn, fretted, and perplex’d,

By a pert, busy, would-be-clever knave,

A forward, empty, self-sufficient slave?

And haven’t you, all christian patience gone,

At last, put down the puppy with your wit;—

On whom it seem’d, tho’ you had Mines of it,

Extravagance to spend a jest upon?—

And haven’t you, (I’m sure you have, my friend!)

When you have laid the puppy low,—