His hax each minnit of the day,
Who cawld on ’im, who stade awhey,
Wen Herbert wisited the Guv,
An’ wen he wawkt, an’ wen he druv,
An’, most of hall, wot lucky feller
He last took hunder his humbreller,
Did Granwill pop across the streat?
Did ’im an’ Wernon Arkrt meat?
Were it at arf past twelve or wun
The Gee Ho Hem sor ’Artington?