My Dentist.
And lastly, when infirm I grew,
Who skilfully each relic drew,
And framed for me a mouth-piece new?
My Dentist.
From “Songs and Verses on Sporting Subjects,”
by R. E. Egerton-Warburton
(Pickering & Co., Piccadilly, 1879.)
——:o:——
Rondeau.
To-day, it is my natal day,
And threescore years have passed away,