JUST outside my door, I heard someone say,

A man bit a dog in a dangerous way;

Such a message I n'er for a moment could stand,

So I took up the door and I opened my hand,

I snatched up the dog I should say double-quick

And threw him with all of my force at a brick;

The brick—I'm afraid you will not understand—

I found in a moment had bitten my hand;

I mounted a chair, on a horse I was borne,

I blew on a drum, and I beat on a horn.