Was first, and with that at the nose
Of the candidate, muttered "You'll die of the cold,
If you don't burrow under the clothes!
"So don't make a row," said that burglar brave,
"But jerk into bed out of sight,
I hate to be put upon when I'm at work,
An' Boss, this is my busy night!
"Now jest let me fasten a gag on yer mouth,
You know that it's wrong, to alarm