You never can go fleet,)
When "Crikey! here's a pretty start!
Vere are you going, miss,
Vith that ere married man?" sang out
The tiger of the 'bus.
Then Susan gave a shriek, and fell
Just like a piece of lumber;
And Sammy blew the tiger up,
And swore he'd take his number.
And then Sue open'd half an eye,