Wicklow and Howard both were seen
Brushing away the wee bit green;
Mad Londonderry laugh’d to hear,
And Inglis scream’d and shook his ass’s ear
Last Bobby Peel, with hypocritic air,
He with modest look came sneaking:
First to “the Home” his easy vows addrest,—
But soon he saw the Treasury’s red chair,
Whose soft inviting seat he loved the best.
They would have thought, who heard his words,