LONDON ANGLER'S BOOK, 



The rolls, butter, and ham were prime, 



After fishing all that morning. 

 Their appetites were very keen, 

 They ate with a relish both fat and lean, 

 For nearly all of them had been 

 Out since three that morning. 



3. 



Then away they trudg'd in merry mood, 

 The wind was fair, the water good, 

 While some among the alders stood 



To try their luck that morning. 

 Some fish at bottom and some at top, 

 And every now and then they'd stop, 

 To take from the bottle a little drop, 



To cheer them up that morning. 



There was Tommy with his little legs, 

 Splaih'd about among the sedges, 

 For he had a pair of Johnny Clegs 



To keep out the wet that morning. 

 He has a true and honest heart, 

 And if distress a tear should start, 

 He is always found to do his part, 



To help his friend in the morning. 



