All but a man with his wife and child,
That was settin' down to tea.
Into their parlour rushed Bloomin' Bob,
To that father and mother's surprise:
Jobb'd his bowie through one, and took
The tother between the eyes.
Then he clutched the innocent slumb'rin' babe,
Jist meanin' to knock out its brains;
But at that moment there reach'd his ear
Some long-forgotten strains.