you pray.
Now chirk up your appetite, for, with God’s
grace,
We’ll eat all at once all the stock on the place.”
But Ozy he was a cheerful man,
A goodly man, a godly man—
He didn’t repine at Heaven’s plan, but he took
things as they came;
And cheerfully soon he whistled his tune
That he always whistled— ’twas Old Zip