A Parody Anthology

by Unknown

The gentleman then took his cane, which lay by his side as he sat;

And he dropped in the river his wig, in attempting to get out his hat.

His breast it grew cold with despair, and full in his eye madness sat;

So he flung in the river his cane to swim with his wig and his hat.

Cool reflection at last came across, while this elderly gentleman sat;

So he thought he would follow the stream, and look for his cane, wig, and hat.

His head, being thicker than common, o'erbalanced the rest of his fat,

And in plumpt this son of a woman, to follow his wig, cane, and hat.

George Canning.