Oh! we’re all jolly tight on our way to Blundertown!”
“Stuff and nonsense!” said another, and then he went off himself:—
“Spoon-meat may be good enough for thee,
Hurrah! hurrah!
Spoon-meat may be good enough for thee,
Hurrah! hurrah!
But there’s nought like a plank of a hare-soup tree,
Or fresh-roasted ices to make you see
Saw your way through a milestone of brick, you see;
Saw your way through a milestone of brick, you see.”