David Cam, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Smooth’d thy brows & oil’d thy tongue,
Made thy saddle firm & sprung:
Tun’d thy vowels & made them stern,
Promis’d to thee Buggin’s turn:
Gave thee such an earnest voice,
Made thee Middle England’s choice?
David Cam, who built thee?
Is there none to jilt thee?