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A gentleman of City fame	A
Now claims your kind attention	B
East India broking was his game	A
His name I shall not mention	B
No one of finely pointed sense	C
Would violate a confidence	D
And shall I go	E
And do it No	E
His name I shall not mention	B
	-
He had a trusty wife and true	F
And very cosy quarters	G
A manager a boy or two	F
Six clerks and seven porters	G
A broker must be doing well	H
As any lunatic can tell	H
Who can employ	I
An active boy	I
Six clerks and seven porters	G
	-
His knocker advertised no dun	B
No losses made him sulky	E
He had one sorrow only one	B
He was extremely bulky	E
A man must be I beg to state	J
Exceptionally fortunate	K
Who owns his chief	L
And only grief	L
Is being very bulky	E
	-
This load he'd say I cannot bear	M
I'm nineteen stone or twenty	E
Henceforward I'll go in for air	M
And exercise in plenty	E
Most people think that should it come	N
They can reduce a bulging tum	N
To measures fair	M
By taking air	M
And exercise in plenty	E
	-
In every weather every day	O
Dry muddy wet or gritty	E
He took to dancing all the way	O
From Brompton to the City	E
You do not often get the chance	P
Of seeing sugar brokers dance	P
From their abode	Q
In Fulham Road	Q
Through Brompton to the City	E
	-
He braved the gay and guileless laugh	R
Of children with their nusses	P
The loud uneducated chaff	R
Of clerks on omnibuses	P
Against all minor things that rack	E
A nicely balanced mind I'll back	E
The noisy chaff	R
And ill bred laugh	R
Of clerks on omnibuses	P
	-
His friends who heard his money chink	E
And saw the house he rented	S
And knew his wife could never think	E
What made him discontented	T
It never entered their pure minds	P
That fads are of eccentric kinds	P
Nor would they own	U
That fat alone	U
Could make one discontented	T
	-
Your riches know no kind of pause	P
Your trade is fast advancing	E
You dance but not for joy because	P
You weep as you are dancing	E
To dance implies that man is glad	V
To weep implies that man is sad	V
But here are you	F
Who do the two	F
You weep as you are dancing	E
	-
His mania soon got noised about	W
And into all the papers	P
His size increased beyond a doubt	W
For all his reckless capers	P
It may seem singular to you	F
But all his friends admit it true	F
The more he found	X
His figure round	X
The more he cut his capers	P
	-
His bulk increased no matter that	Y
He tried the more to toss it	Z
He never spoke of it as fat	Y
But adipose deposit	Z
Upon my word it seems to me	E
Unpardonable vanity	E
And worse than that	Y
To call your fat	Y
An adipose deposit	Z
	-
At length his brawny knees gave way	O
And on the carpet sinking	E
Upon his shapeless back he lay	O
And kicked away like winking	E
Instead of seeing in his state	J
The finger of unswerving Fate	J
He laboured still	A2
To work his will	A2
And kicked away like winking	E
	-
His friends disgusted with him now	B2
Away in silence wended	J
I hardly like to tell you how	B2
This dreadful story ended	J
The shocking sequel to impart	J
I must employ the limner's art	J
If you would know	E
This sketch will show	E
How his exertions ended	J
	-
MORAL	C2
	-
I hate to preach I hate to prate	J
I'm no fanatic croaker	D2
But learn contentment from the fate	J
Of this East India broker	D2
He'd everything a man of taste	J
Could ever want except a waist	J
And discontent	J
His size anent	J
And bootless perseverance blind	J
Completely wrecked the peace of mind	J
Of this East India broker	D2

William Schwenck Gilbert

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