Heigho! says Clifford;
“We want” cried O.P. “those vile boxes away,”
For if they don’t sin there, I’m sure that they may,”
With a roly, poly, gammon and spinage,
“They shall vanish” said patriot Clifford.
* * * * *
Now he swears reformation has got a new tune,
Heigho! said Clifford;
Lo! he and John Kemble, like loon scratching loon,
Sip their dramatic broth with the very same spoon;