The Senate sloths sit up to-night —
Dear Kitty come with me! "
The crowded Capitol was bright,
Dark was our gallery;
They crowded me and Kitty so,
Her courage to assure
My arm around her waist I throw:
" The subject is Cloture . "

" How mad they get, " said Kitty soon,
" On matters so demure!
They rush upon each other close,
Is that not like Cloture? "
" No, This more like that thing occult " —
She cuddled up demure:
" I hope we'll come to some result
And early pass Cloture . "

Nought did we hear that blessed night
Yet sat in perfect bliss;
When noise and wrath were at their height
Cloture concealed a kiss:
" Are you in favor of repeal!
I think 'tis quite obscure. "
" Light up the subject with your lips! —
Dear Kitty, press Cloture!

" Why do we need so much Reserve?
I'm sure we are secure.
I think more faith would give them nerve, —
And therefore more Cloture . "
" Kitty, our circulation's high,
This panic may endure,
And Legal Tender's in my eye
If you but say Cloture? "

At panic prices we drove back, —
ThaTherdic tilted sure;
Kitty came sliding down the back
And all went on cloture:
" I've changed my mind; 'tis nice to wait, —
Engagements can endure.
But never let them close debate
While we can have Cloture . "