Fittig's door he's passing now;
Hark! a furious, row-wow-wow!
Scarcely has the echo gone,
When the following scene comes on.
Turn and twist him as he will,
Plish and Plum stick to him still;
Underneath his long surtout
Tugs and tears each crazy brute.
Shall that happen twice? not quite!
Mind shall triumph over might!
