But fell upon the sanded floor,
And always on the buttered side.
The following is by Mr H. C. Pennel, author of Puck on Pegasus:
I never roved by Cynthia’s beam,
To gaze upon the starry sky,
But some old stiff-backed beetle came,
And charged into my pensive eye.
And oh! I never did the swell
In Regent Street among the beaus,
But smuts the most prodigious fell,