Iterranean: he’s dead,—

The Akhoond is dead!

For the Akhoond I mourn.

Who wouldn’t?

He strove to disregard the message stern,

But he Akhoondn’t.

Dead, dead, dead;

(Sorrow, Swats!)

Swats wha hae wi’ Akhoond bled,

Swats wham he hath often led