Phone for the fish knives,
As cook is a little unnerved;
You kiddies have crumpled the
And I must have things daintily served.
Are the requisites all in the toilet?
The frills round the cutlets can
Till the girl has replenished the
And switched on the logs in the grate.
It's ever so close in the lounge dear,
But the vestibule's comfy for
And Howard is riding on
So do come and take some with
Now here is a fork for your
And do use the couch for your feet;
I know that I wanted to ask you-Is trifle sufficient for sweet?
Milk and then just as it comes dear?
I'm afraid the preserve's full of stones;
Beg pardon,
I'm soiling the
With afternoon tea-cakes and scones.
