When the Frenchmen my existence were unable to recall;
I knew it was all jealousy, and I, too great a fact,
To be rendered a nonentity by any Mossoo's act.
But it's oh! oh! the English me depose,
And with the Great Ant-eater have put out my nose.
He is but an Edentate, while I'm a Pachyderm;
He has got a shaggy hide, while mine is smooth and firm;
He can't tell how to walk, and he don't know how to swim.
And yet, the public overboard have thrown me for him.
And it's oh! oh! to think that my foes