Easy as some pocket-picker
Would remove our handkerchicker
As we ride in careless folly
On some gaily bounding trolley?
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa,
Who’s your Captor? Doubtless he’s a
Crafty sort of treasure-seeker—
Ne’er a Turpin e’er was sleeker—
But, alas, if he can win you
Easily as I could chin you,