At statues draped by dear Mrs. Grundy,
And ride in trams for a halfpenny fare,
And "wire" for sixpence, except on Sunday.
His letters traverse the ocean wave.
Note.—If a penny you fail to save,
To Henniker-Heaton please apply,
And he will discover the reason why.
Rich in the things contentment brings,
In every pure enjoyment wealthy,
But is he as gay as the poet sings,