Though dear, yet are very expensive.
I’ll polish off all the sons of my pa,
And then, with due justice, I can’t
But smother my nieces, and cut into pieces
My grandmother’s aged aunt.”
“No, really you mustn’t, august Theebaw,”
Said the spirited British Envoy.
“Pray think of it twice, for it wouldn’t be nice,
You exceedingly naughty boy!”
“’Tis plainly my duty to warn you that we—