Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. I

by Unknown

Watch, watch, watch,

But no sprouting gladdens my sight.

That shaving glass, that razor keen,

That strop I so often whet;

Betray the desire that ne'er may tire

Of what I ne'er may get.

I feel, feel, feel,

Each morning of each week—

Feel, feel, feel,