Of the "Lion"!
I see drifting by such a smart little crew,
Bedight in most delicate colours,
In ivory-white and forget-me-not blue—
A couple of pretty girl-scullers.
A pouting young puss, in the shortest of frocks—
A nice little nautical scion—
The good ship she steers, like a clever young "cox,"
Past the "Lion"!
I lazily muse and I smoke cigarettes,