Boyd, the “tall barrister,” drawls out his say
In his sensible, lazy, lack-a-daisical way;
He declaims or debates, according to choice;
He’s a bachelor, having no partner but Boyce.
Then Mrs. Thorne, whose husband is Joe,
Smilingly reads, in tones soft and low,
Good articles, essays, poems or prose—
She’s happy at any you choose to propose.
Now comes Col. Finch, so jolly and jocose,
Who lately, I think, got slightly morose