He WAS jolly, round, and fat,

And with a bright top hat,

A chain beneath his burly bosom set,

In good old fashioned way,

Said he to me, "I say

Old boy, I have a thing that's to be met,

A pressing little debt,

The dunner has me set,

My pocket is unfurnished, to be let!

Five bob is all I ask,"

I 'sponded to the task,

That abdicated crown is debit yet!