They say I'm a bad-tempered man,
And yet I never swear
When flop into my porridge
Comes a woolly Teddy Bear!
They say I'm an impatient man,
And yet I never shoot
When, after breakfasting, I find
Damp toffy in my boot!
And when my wife and my two sons
Are dutifully kissed,
I do n't go crook if I'm called back
When Sufi has been missed!
I'm always on the scowl and quick
To censure or condemn;
But, somehow things seem different
With little boys like them.