Classic Poem

Oh! Pan!
You dear old man! —
Pray let us into your grotto, —
It is so extremely hot oh!
We've been at the Pan theon
A'seeing all as to be seen —
And now we're all tired and pale
And afraid of a coup de soleil .
So open your grotto —
It is so dreadfully hottoh!
Pan — Pan — darling old man!