JOHN TROT.
A BALLAD.
I.
OHN TROT he was as tall a lad
As York did ever rear—
As his dear Granny used to say,
He’d make a grenadier.
II.
A serjeant soon came down to York,
With ribbons and a frill;
My lads, said he, let broadcast be,
And come away to drill.
HIGH AND LOW BORN.