In this hex’lent town of Spaldin’
Lives a gent of whom I speak,
Most respectful,—as a Rev’rent,—
And a most intel’gent Beak.
And this Rev’rent Beak afore him
Had a gal—of crackter rum,
Caught most flagrant in the hact like
Priggin’ a Geraneum.
And her prevus hantecedants
(Which the law they couldn’t reach)