The alarm (selected verses)
They say, and it is quite believed by everyone in town,
The Lords are shaking in their shoes,
The House is tumbling down!
A Farmer, with a frighten’d face, amid the council stood,
And from his pocket forth he drew a piece of rotten wood,
‘My Lords and gentlemen’, he said, ‘I’ll bet you half-a-crown,
Before the session’s well begun,
The House will tumble down!’
‘Behold I have within my hand a small piece of the roof,
‘Tis like a bit of honeycomb, and far from waterproof;
Soft are our heads, as well you know, soft as the Speaker’s gown
And what think ye will be our fates,
An the House tumble down!’