And there's ony one thing I finds fault with; they do rayther bunnick up Fun!
If heverythink's on the Q.T., and a Peeler is always at 'and—
And that's Law and Horder you bet, as beknown to the rich and the grand—
It's O.K. for the 'olders of ochre, who, if they've a mind for a spree,
Can always palm-oil Mr. Peeler, and do it upon the Q.T.
But hus, Charlie, hus? I likes Horder, and likeways I'm partial to Law,
Wen it means keeping my swim all clear, and a muzzling my henemy's jaw.
Wy, nothink could easy be nicerer, then, don'tcher see, dear old pal;
But supposing that game interferes with my larks, or my lush, or my gal?
Local Hopshun, for instance, or Betting Laws, Prize Fight pervention, and such