And flowing bowls of mead."
"I weep for them, I do, I'm sure,"
The Barge-owner replied;
Then sorted out the nastiest things
His rubbish-ship supplied,
And, winking to his dismal friend,
He chucked them o'er the side!
"O Oysters dear!" the Dustman cried,
"Our business we have done.
I hope you'll find the bedsteads fit."