Gilbert Parker,
Northern Lights, Complete
“ The roar of the song they all knew came in reply, as Billy Goat waved his arms about like the wild leader of a wild orchestra: “Sergeant Foyle, oh, he’s a knocker from the West, He’s a chase-me-Charley, come-and-kiss-me tiger from the zoo; He’s a dandy on the pinch, and he’s got a double cinch On the gent that’s going careless, and he’ll soon cinch you: And he’ll soon—and he’ll soon—cinch you!” ”
