So there it entwin’d in a true lover’s knot,
For true lovers all to admire,-rire,-rire,
For true lovers all to admire.
Fragment of a Bradlaughable Ballad.
He strode and he strode till he reached the landing,
And then he couldn’t “strode” any higher,
And there he saw Mister Inspector Denning,
Who asked him at once to retire-’ire-’ire.
Suggesting that he should retire.