MAKES BANBURY CROSS!!!
THE OLD MEMBER
I will go down to the House again
And sit—in the smoking room,
And brood, with a friend with a first-class brain,
In a state of abysmal gloom:
And all I’ll ask is a tall glass,
A pipe and a game of chess;
For the country’s gone to the dogs, my lass,
And who’s to clean up the mess?