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HEN I, good friends, was called to the Bar, I'd an appetite fresh and hearty, Bat I was, as many young barristers are,
 * An impecunious party.

I'd a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue—
 * A brief which I bought of a booby—

A couple of shirts and a collar or two.
 * And a ring that looked like a ruby!

In Westminster Hall I danced a dance,
 * Like a semi-despondent fury;

For I thought I should never hit on a chance
 * Of addressing a British Jury—

But I soon got tired of third class journeys,
 * And dinners of bread and water;

So I fell in love with a rich attorney's
 * Elderly, ugly daughter.