“We’ve nothing left, us must eat we.”

Says gorging Jack to guzzling Jimmy,

“With one another we shouldn’t agree!

There’s little Bill, he’s young and tender,

We’re old and tough, so let’s eat he.

“Oh! Billy we’re going to kill and eat you,

So undo the button of your chemie.”

When Bill received this information

He used his pocket-handkerchie.

“First let me say my catechism,