The Huxter

HE has a hump like an ape on his back;

He has of money a plentiful lack;

And but for a gay coat of double his girth

There is not a plainer thing on the earth

This fine May morning.

But the huxter has a bottle of beer;

He drives a cart and his wife sits near

Who does not heed his lack or his hump;

And they laugh as down the lane they bump

This fine May morning.