And he turned up his nose at his excellent pap—
"My friends, it's a tap
Dat is not worf a rap."
(Now this was remarkably excellent pap.)
He'd chuck his nurse under the chin, and he'd say,
With his "Fal, lal, lal"—
"'Oo doosed fine gal!"
This shocking precocity drove 'em away:
"A month from to-day