With a wild hysteric shout;
“Come you back, you Punkin Eater,—
Come you back and let me out!”
For she’s in a punkin shell,
I have locked her in her cell;
But it really is a comfy, well-constructed punkin shell;
And there she’ll have to dwell,
For she didn’t treat me well,
So I put her in the punkin and I’ve kept her very well.
Algernon Swinburne was also in one of his early moods, and as a result he wove the story into this exquisite fabric of words: