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T chanced one day, in the middle of May, There came to the great King Splosh A policeman, who said, while scratching his head, "There isn't a stone in Gosh To throw at a dog; for the crafty Og, Last Saturday week, at one, Took our last blue-metal, in order to settle A bill for a toy pop-gun." Said the King, jokingly, "Why, how provokingly Weird; but we have the gun."

And the King said, "Well, we are stony-broke." But the Queen could not see it was much of a joke. And she said, "If the metal is all used up, Pray what of the costume I want for the Cup? It all seems so dreadfully simple to me. The stones? Why, import them from over the sea." But a Glug stood up with a mole on his chin, And said, with a most diabolical grin, "Your Majesties, down in the country of Podge, A spy has discovered a very 'cute dodge.