Epigraph
There’s a fluffy-haired German called Huffer
A loud and pragmatical duffer:
To stand on a tower
And shout “Schopenhauer”
Is reckoned his mission by Huffer.
There was a young person called Topsy
Who fancied he suffered from dropsy;
He shook like a jelly,
Till the Doctor cried “Belly!”—
Which angered; but comforted Topsy.
Poor dear Morris! he had cause enough for alarm. Diabetes was only one among the agencies by which his stalwart frame was disintegrated at the age of 62.
H.B.F.