Who gives him the Bath?
“I,” said the wet,
Rank Jungle-sweat,
“I’ll give him the Bath!”

Who’ll sing the psalms?
“We,” said the Palms.
“Ere the hot wind becalms,
We’ll sing the psalms.”

Who lays on the sword?
“I,” said the Sun,
“Before he has done,
I’ll lay on the sword.”

Who fastens his belt?
“I,” said Short–Rations,
“I know all the fashions
Of tightening a belt!”

Who buckles his spur?
“I,” said his Chief,
Exacting and brief,
“I’ll give him the spur.”