Then he gave him a twirl and the puppy “gee-
ed up,”
And he spun and he spun and he spun and he
spun
Just as fast at the last as when he begun,
But the tail and the meat ever kept just ahead
Of the clamorous jaws as the puppy dog sped.
“There she is,” cried Eliphalet, “darned if she
ain’t!
There’s perpetual motion!” and pallid and faint