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The Humourous Poetry of the English Language

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Two gentlemen <strong>the</strong>ir appetite had fed,<br />

When opening his toothpick-case, one said,<br />

"It was not until lately that I knew<br />

That anchovies on terra firma grew.<br />

"Grow!" cried <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r, "yes, <strong>the</strong>y GROW, indeed,<br />

Like o<strong>the</strong>r fish, but not upon <strong>the</strong> land;<br />

You might as well say grapes grow on a reed,<br />

Or in <strong>the</strong> Strand!"<br />

"Why, sir," returned <strong>the</strong> irritated o<strong>the</strong>r,<br />

"My bro<strong>the</strong>r,<br />

When at Calcutta<br />

Beheld <strong>the</strong>m bona fide growing;<br />

He wouldn't utter<br />

A lie for love or money, sir; so in<br />

This matter you are thoroughly mistaken."<br />

"Nonsense, sir! nonsense! I can give no credit<br />

To <strong>the</strong> assertion--none e'er saw or read it;<br />

Your bro<strong>the</strong>r, like his evidence, should be shaken."<br />

"Be shaken, sir! let me observe, you are<br />

Perverse--in short--"<br />

"Sir," said <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r, sucking his cigar,<br />

And <strong>the</strong>n his port--<br />

"If you will say impossibles are true,<br />

You may affirm just any thing you please--<br />

That swans are quadrupeds, and lions blue,<br />

And elephants inhabit Stilton cheese!<br />

Only you must not, FORCE me to believe<br />

What's propagated merely to deceive."<br />

"<strong>The</strong>n you force me to say, sir, you're a fool,"<br />

Return'd <strong>the</strong> bragger.<br />

<strong>Language</strong> like this no man can suffer cool:<br />

It made <strong>the</strong> listener stagger;<br />

So, thunder-stricken, he at once replied,<br />

"<strong>The</strong> traveler LIED<br />

Who had <strong>the</strong> impudence to tell it you;"<br />

"Zounds! <strong>the</strong>n d'ye mean to swear before my face<br />

That anchovies DON'T grow like cloves and mace?"<br />

"I DO!"

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