“He left his body to the sea,

And made a shark his legatee.”

BRYAN AND PERENNE.

“Oh! what is that comes gliding in,

And quite in middling haste?

It is the picture of my Jones,

And painted to the waist.

“It is not painted to the life,

For where’s the trowsers blue?

Oh Jones, my dear! — Oh dear! my Jones,

What is become of you?”

“Oh! Sally dear, it is too true —

The half that you remark

Is come to say my other half

Is bit off by a shark!

“Oh! Sally, sharks do things by halves,

Yet most completely do!

A bite in one place soems enough,

But I’ve been bit in two.

“You know I once was all your own,

But now a shark must share!

But let that pass — for now, to you
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