Ben Moses of the Minories, he has rented Bonachree!
He wished to rent my moor, Willie, but boggled at the price,
So I went in by telegram, and nailed it in a trice.
V.
Shelty Pony shall go to-morrow, to carry two fowls at least,
For a cockney on the hillside is a very ravenous beast;
And you shall bring the saddlebags to hold the birds I spot,
For I'll get my worth of the moors, Willie, at least in the powder and shot.
VI.
So you must wake me early—call me early, Willie Weir,