And hoped that then five thousand pounds at least disbursed had been, Sir,
To satisfy some Captain's claims who—votes for Aberdeen, Sir.
Bow, wow, wow.
Then Courteney moved, and others thought they could do much better,
Than vote a breach of Privilege, a certain printed letter;
But when they had its writer up, as all reporters teach, Sir,
The House forgot its privilege, and only shew'd its breach, Sir!
Bow, wow, wow.
Then Abercrombie gentle, seized with one of Quixote's frenzies,
Sets off, post haste in chaise and four, to call out Lawyer Menzies;