(It is business, of course—and a Thundering Shame!)
Worn out, she is nought but spars, timbers and logs,
And so, like the horse, should be sold—to the dogs!
As for the Foudroyant, the vessel was trim
When it fought with the French, for JOHN BULL, under Him,
The Star of the Nile. Yes, it carried his flag,
When it captured the Frenchman. There's no need to brag,
Or to say swagger things of a generous foe.
Besides, things have doosedly altered, you know.
We're no more like NELSON than I to a Merman;