And he stoppeth one of three—
In fact he coolly took my arm—
“There was a ship," quoth he.
“Bother your ships!" said I, “is this
The time a yarn to spin?
This is a wedding, don't you see,
And I am next of kin.
“The wedding breakfast has begun,
We're hungry as can be—
Hold off! Unhand me, longshore man!"