With a barrel of “fat”
And a tall silk hat,
And a tip-top time where the houris grow.
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THE LAST SPRAT.
I’ve nursed it all a sultry summer night
This buffer ’twixt a rocky shore and me:
I elbow through the crowd upon my right
Of solvency.
With a barrel of “fat”
And a tall silk hat,
And a tip-top time where the houris grow.
I’ve nursed it all a sultry summer night
This buffer ’twixt a rocky shore and me:
I elbow through the crowd upon my right
Of solvency.