Says Vic., but not with malice,
“I wonder, Al., if that’s the boy
That got inside my palace?”
Just then the bells began to ring,
And the band began to play,
While Magnay whistled, for he couldn’t sing,
“It is our op’ning day.”
Ri fol, &c.
To luncheon now they went full tear,
For splendour naught could beat it,