A Bundle of Crowquills Author:Alfred Crowquill Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. Excerpt from book: Section 3WINTER. Hail ! "Winter ! you will do so And snow, Whether I say so, or no. All write in your praise Precious lays— That's not the thing I intend, though! You're a textit{hog... more », and a cold-mawed old glutton, You slaughter the beef and the mutton. And if you're so mightily good, Why raise all the prices of food ? You're a crammer from first to the last, And thousands are glad when you've past; You're a stupid old textit{file at the best, Full of bills, and a horrible pest. How you smile with your half-drunken face, Shaking snow on the ground In flakes all around, As you jauntily enter the place! Not satisfied freezing our mugs, You harden the draught in our jugs, When thirsty we get, With continual whet, To keep out your nipping and cold. Just look what you cost, With your sleet and your frost, When coals at a premium are sold. Then such cart-loads you pop Of your snow, and there stop On our roof and our gutters of lead; Like a thief through you creep, When we're all fast asleep, And drop splash on our noses in bed. Next your chum, that Jack Frost, Him we know to our cost, With his skates and his precious blue nose, Comes to nip all the meat, Burst the plugs in the street, And to chilblain our feet, Ah! you're less than discreet, To have such companions as those. You bring a sore throat, And you cost a great-coat And the deuce knows what else in our clothes Then Christmas comes in with his half-drunken leer, And if he could stop, Would drink every drop Of our gin, wine or brandy, and beer; With his terrible suction, He's your introduction, With a precious rum lot of chaps more, Who continually knock at the door; Who hiccup, the riotous crew, " Happy Christmas to yours and to you." 'Tis a blessing these plagues Lose their legs, And ar...« less