SUPERNATURAL REVELATIONS OF A FANCY-GOODS MAN,
OR THE DIABOLICAL DEMON OF THE DEADLY DRAIN.
There lived in Parramatta Street
A cove—his name was Joe—
Who nightly sniffed its odours sweet
(Not very long ago.)
Its every scent right well he knew,
They often made him frown,
And he was fancy-goods-man to
A big firm here in town.