Like ZIMMERMAN on hisn,
If we don't keep their dustbins clean,
Wy, pop me into prison!
Chorus.
Their refuse-pails we'll promptly clear,
When on the wheels I'm fust man;
And even sour old maids shall cheer
The Cycle-riding Dustman! &c.
Cycles for Dust-hos! Arter that,
It's Hosborne to my hattic