Brown was my friend, and faithful—but so fat! br He came to see me in the twilight dim; br I rose politely and invited him br To take a seat—how heavily he sat! br br He sat upon the sofa, where my hat, br My wanton Zephyr, rested on its rim; br Its build, unlike my friend's, was rather slim, br And when he rose, I saw it, crushed and flat.