And you to set it right were bursting;
When lo! the moisture of the 'hair'
Had left the plate completely bare,
So that it parted from the wall
Without the 'leastest' touch at all.
And that's—though they may think it lame—
The best excuse that you can frame.
I can't invent but one more bolsterer,—
To cut the cord, and curse th' upholsterer:
But for a thumping taradiddle,