But they all grew idle, and fond of ease, And easy to swindle, and hard to please; And the voice of Joi was a lonely voice, When he railed at Gosh for its foolish choice.
"The Glugs of Gosh"
C. J. Dennis
Then Joi, the father, he answered low As his thoughts ran back to the youth he knew.
"The Glugs of Gosh"
C. J. Dennis