'Bus Driver (to Cabby, who is trying to lash his horse into something like a trot). "Wot's the matter with 'im, Willum? 'E don't seem 'isself this mornin'. I believe you've bin an' changed 'is milk!"
A SKETCH FROM LIFE
Chorus (slow music). "We're a rare old—fair old—rickety, rackety crew!"