And then I made my getaway and “glommed” an eastbound train.
That’s all there is to tell, boys; I’m like the rest of bums,
I’ve lost all my ambition and don’t care what becomes—
And as he finished talking, from his hip he drew a gun.
In a moment came a sharp report—his grafting days were done.
* * *
The Midnight Glide of Pauline Revere
Listen, my children, and you shall hear,
Of the famous wife of Paul Revere;
While Paul flivvered out on his midnight ride,