Fergusson his place may choose
In the bevy—in the bevy;
He's the real Taylor's goose,
Hot and heavy—hot and heavy—
He'd out-do, with sword and flame,
Senna-cherib—Senna-cherib.
What, that evening, made him tame?
Michael's spare-rib—Michael's spare-rib.
Thus the social round they form,
In Privy-Gardens—Privy-Gardens;