In his large breeches-pockets.
My very skull was lent to St-rk,
Without any apology;
And all my lumps and bumps he found,
That are in Craniology.
But when my skull came back from St-rk,
That clever organ-finder;
It was found out that Cr-wc—r had,
Pluck’d out—every grinder.
As for my feet,—the little feet,