Now I must haste to the gallows tree,
To see them strangle a sinner;
And write a report the saints may read,
As they take their breakfast or dinner.
Then concoct a puff for some wonderful pill,
Or marvellous sarsaparilla;
And hurry away to hear PUNSHON preach,
Or SPURGEON on the gorilla.
(Three verses omitted.)
With a weary, swimming brain,