Poem for January 20, 2028

'I've a pain in my head'

Said the suffering Beckford;

To her Doctor so dread.

'Oh! what shall I take for't?'

Said this Doctor so dread

Whose name it was Newnham.

'For this pain in your head

Ah! What can you do Ma'am?'

Said Miss Beckford, 'Suppose

If you think there's no risk,

I take a good Dose

Of calomel brisk.'--

'What a praise worthy Notion.'

Replied Mr. Newnham.

'You shall have such a potion

And so will I too Ma'am.'