A WEALTHY old fellow whose table was bare Of meats that were less than a week or two old, One day, when a friend was invited to share A remnant of mutton both scraggy and cold, Inquired of his guest how to manage his ice, And where should he keep it? "Why, keep it, by Jove!" Retorted the friend, "since you ask my advice, -- Keep your ice in your kitchen -- shut up in your stove!" |