The Bab Ballads, with Which Are Included Songs of a Savoyard

by W. S. Gilbert

One long unruffled puffiness!"

"Be off," said irritated Bob,

"Why come you here to bother one?

You pharisaical old snob,

You're wuss, almost, than t'other one!

"I takes my pipe—I takes my pot,

And drunk I'm never seen to be,

I'm no teetotaller or sot,

And as I am I mean to be!"