The lion is the beast to fight:
—He leaps along the plain,
And if you run with all your might,
—He runs with all his mane.
——I'm glad I'm not a Hottentot,
——But if I were, with outward cal-lum
——I'd either faint upon the spot
——Or hie me up a leafy pal-lum.

The chamois is the beast to hunt:
—He's fleeter than the wind,
And when the chamois is in front
—The hunter is behind.
——The Tyrolese make famous cheese
——And hunt the chamois o'er the chaz-zums;
——I'd choose the former, if you please,
——For precipices give me spaz-zums.

The polar bear will make a rug
—Almost as white as snow:
But if he gets you in his hug,
—He rarely lets you go.
——And polar ice looks very nice,
——With all the colors of a prissum:
——But, if you'll follow my advice,
——Stay home and learn your catechissum.