Who is it has so nice an car
That he no song or glee can hear
Without promptly drawing near?
Who is it with courageous hand
Punishes every noisy band
By the weighty law of the land.
Who is it will not hear you say
That peacefully you went your way?
Who gets the fine that you must pay?
Who is it hears the slightest sound?
Who when not wanted is always round,
And if needed can never be found?