Although no doubt a trifle "knobby;"
Whilst I'm reclining at mine ease,
I leave you standing in the lobby.
I ever treat you thus, and yet
I haven't got a friend who's firmer;
In point of fact, you even let
Me shut you up without a murmur.
Now some seek solace sweet in smoke,
And make a pipe their AMARYLLIS;
So think not that I do but joke