Said Mr. Smith, ?I really cannot
Tell you, Dr. Jones?
The most peculiar pain I?m in?
I think it?s in my bones.?

Said Dr. Jones, ?Oh, Mr. Smith,
That?s nothing. Without doubt
We have a simple cure for that;
It is to take them out.?

He laid forthwith poor Mr. Smith
Close-clamped upon the table,
And, cold as stone, took out his bones
As fast as he was able.

Smith said, ?Thank you, thank you, thank you,?
And wished him a good-day;
And with his parcel `neath his arm
He slowly moved away.