A very old person named Joule
Showed signs of beginning to drool.
When asked to desist,
He irascibly hissed
“It’s that stuff that they put in my grool!”
A rival of James Prescott Joule
Once called him “An absolute Foule”.
“Is it feathers I moult?
Was my father a colt?
Do you call me a dolt?” inquired Joule.
