LINES WROTE WHILST REALIZIN’ WE OUGHTST TO BE KIND TO DUMB BRUTES

Wise William Goat, familiarly addressed As “Billy!” Thou art an amusin’ brute, For thou hast some traits that are truly cute And others, still, so it must be confessed, That I hast learned in sorrow to detest. ’Tis fun to see thee, in thy manner mute, When boys dost tease thee, give some one a “beaut,” Yet, he who’s “it” deems thee a sorry jest. Yestreen I met some other boys, and we, At thy expense, wert havin’ much delight Till thou got’st ’round to where I didst not see That thou wast headed my way. Sorry plight! That’s why I write this standin’—woe is me!— And slept’st upon my bosom all last night.