The Jingle Book
With excitement all agog,
And angry eyes that seemed to flash and glower.
His manner was polite,
But he said, "I claim my right!
And I've called, sir, to demand of you my hour."
"Your what?" the old man said,
As he shook his puzzled head;
And the pertinacious puppy spoke with force:
"Well, sir, they often say,
'Every dog must have his day,'
So a puppy ought to have an hour, of course!"
The old man shook with glee,
But he said obligingly,
"The dog days are all gone, I grieve to say;
But since you've come so far,
And so mannerly you are,
I'll give you just an hour--to get away."
The Grandiloquent Goat
A very grandiloquent Goat
Sat down to a gay table d'hôte;
He ate all the corks,
The knives and the forks,
Remarking: "On these things I dote."
Then, before his repast he began,
While pausing the menu to scan,
He said: "Corn, if you please,