Your conduct all the town shall know—
Try on a fellow's boot!"
"Why, Ma'am, you're somewhat out of tune,
And rather too particular;
I've had a drop this afternoon,
And can't stand perpendicular.
"You see, Ma'am, I'm a jolly dog—
My throat is always dry;
And when I've had my whack of grog,
Why, 'damn the shop!' say I."