panjandrum

So she went into the garden
to cut a cabbage leaf,
to make an apple pie;
and at the same time
a great she-bear
coming up the street,
pops its head into the shop.
‘What! no soap?’
So he died,
and she very imprudently
married the barber;
and there were present
the Picninnies,
and the Joblillies,
and the Garyulies,
and the grand Panjandrum himself,
with the little round button at top;
and they all fell to playing
the game of catch as catch can,
till the gunpowder ran out
at the heels of their boots

Samuel Foote

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