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The shades of night had fallen at last, / When through the house a shadow passed, / That once had been the Genial Dan, / But now become a desperate man, / At question time he waited near, / And on the Premier's startled ear / A voice fell like half a brick / "Did ye, or did ye not, pay Crick / Did ye?"
By land and sea the Premier sped, / But found his foe where'er he fled, / The sailors swore -- with whitened lip -- / That Neptune swam behind the ship: / When to the stern the Premier ran, / Behold, 'twas no one else but Dan, / And through the roaring of the gale / That clarion voice took up the tale, / "Ahoy there! Answer, straight and slick! / Did not the Ministry pay Crick / Did they?"
In railway trains he sought retreat, / But soon, from underneath the seat, / With blazing eye and bristling beard, / His ancient enemy appeared, / And like a boiling torrent ran / The accents of the angry Dan -- / "Tell me, John See, and tell me quick / Did not ye pay your shares to Crick / Did ye?"
The Evening News, 15 July 1903