Quoth great Whigham, “Resolved I am,
To trounce such awkward loons—
Please pay down, half-a-crown,
To the fund of our Dragoons.”
Then out speaks Captain Cockburn,
With accents stern and gruff,
“Count one, two, three, that I may see
How many files go off.”
We jog along, some eighty strong,
Despising absent spoons—