[ANNIE PROTHEROE]
A LEGEND OF STRATFORD-LE-BOW
Oh! listen to the tale of little Annie Protheroe,
She kept a small post-office in the neighbourhood of Bow,
She loved a skilled mechanic, who was famous in his day—
A gentle executioner whose name was Gilbert Clay.
I think I hear you say, "A dreadful subject for your rhymes!"
O reader, do not shrink—he didn't live in modern times!
He lived so long ago (the sketch will show it at a glance)