I care not how soon that time may be—
Carrots shall never be served on my cloth;
They are far too sweet for a boy of my broth;
But let me have there a mighty mess
Of smoking hot beef and cabbages.
LARRY O'TOOLE.
(LEVER)
You've all heard of Larry O'Toole,
Of the beautiful town of Drumgoole;
He had but one eye,