And so, whilst sub tegmine fagi I sit,
And pass in May sunshine a jolly day—jolly day,
I think I'll just brush up this weapon a bit,
And so make a good use of my holiday—holiday.
They're bound to come back, and if barking they come,
I'll be ready—and willing—to muzzle 'em—muzzle 'em.
Dumb dogs may bite, but when this makes 'em dumb,
To bite us, I fancy, will puzzle 'em—puzzle 'em!
[Left smiling and scrubbing.
