My son Augustus, in the street, one day,
Was feeling quite exceptionally merry.
A stranger asked him: “Can you show me, pray,
The quickest way to Brompton Cemetery?”
“The quickest way? You bet I can!” said Gus,
And pushed the fellow underneath a bus.
Whatever people say about my son,
He does enjoy his little bit of fun.
— Harry Graham
From Ruthless Rhymes for Heartless Homes: And More Ruthless Rhymes
For readers with an aversion to syrupy verse: a delightful, inexpensively priced collection of vintage verse with an amusingly irreverent mood. 49 examples of rare 19th-century black humor each accompanied by clever drawings will delight readers with their stinging humor and outrageous wit.