Drunken Magistrate Poem by Ravindra Kumar

Sir William Walter Rozy,
Was an Ireland magistrate cozy.
He was kind enough much free
Counted gate way heaven-lee.
Living alone in high mansion.
No family nothing tension;
Drinking, eating and keeping merry,
Well familiar his nature truly.
Ne'er neglected social safety rule,
Follow every bond of fool,
One day in full drunken mood
Decided firm get raising hood.
Went swiftly to Pearse Streets
Started spitting on walls and seats,
Some were laughing more strange
Assembled police dissolved the mange.
Surprised they all commanding over trace
Observing anxiety of those riotous face;
Warned scout with voice pride performer-
Action bolt be taken against offender.
Waiting public for decision appropriate
Smiling answered thus drunken magistrate:
'Arrest me, if fault of mine you any note?
Unless a board 'Don't Spit'; must here vote.'