When “waits” attune their lay;
Nor pantomimes, whose dreariness
Might turn macassar grey;
Nor boisterous children, home in heaps,
And ravenous of play;
Nor yet—in fact, the host of ills
Which Christmases array.
God rest you merry gentlemen,
May none of these dismay!
Funny Folks. January, 1880.