I scarce had chalked my cue;
And though perhaps the schools I’ll muck,
I cut my Mods, Books too.”
“How many have you then,” said I,
“If two you cut each day?”
The wily youth would still reply,
“Three, if you please, we’ll say.”
“But one you cut, nay two you cut!
You never go, you see!”
’Twas throwing words away, for still