They think we want bribes to get a vote,
Like the Tories from Parnell, then cut his throat;
But in vulgar phrase, it is all in “my eye,”
“A great, big, thumping,” Tory “lie;”
It has no existence in sober sense,
It’s the product of Tory insolence;
It’s author I think was the man in the moon,
And if you expect to find such a boon—
It is there, it is there, my man.
Anonymous.