OLD SHELLOVER
‘ Come!’ said Old Shellover.
‘ What?’ says Creep.
‘ The horny old Gardener's fast asleep;
The fat cock Thrush
To his nest has gone;
And the dew shines bright
In the rising Moon;
Old Sallie Worm from her hole doth peep:
Come!’ said Old Shellover.
‘ Aye!’ said Creep.