But you'll please understand I'm a very "cool hand;" there's abundance of
"humour" about me,
And though for a jiffy I _seem_ at a loss, don't you come for to go for to
doubt me.
'Tis most complicated, this Miz-Maze! I've stated the clue I've let slip
for a moment,
And LABBY, no doubt, and his henchmen, will shout and indulge in invidious
comment:
The _Times_, too, may gird, and declare 'tis absurd not to know _one's own
Labyrinth_ better.
The _Times_ is my friend, but a trifle too fond of the goad and the scourge
and the fetter;
You really can't rule the whole civilised world with the aid of the whip
and the closure;
Though I _should_ enjoy--but no matter, my boy, let us try to maintain our
composure!
_When shall we get out?_ That's a matter of doubt, cross-hedges my pathway
still chequer,
The clue I've let slip, but you just take my tip; we'll get clear--if you
keep up your pecker!
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