“ ’Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,

‘You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair.’

As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose

Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.”

When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark,

And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark,