From Richmond Dispatch, December 20, 1896:

Christmas comes and Christmas goes-
Stayeth with us never,
But the Broad-Street bob-tall car
Mule abideth ever.

Oh, will it be always thus,
‘Spite of all endeavor?
Can we not this antiquate
bond of union sever?

Ask the winds of Oregon
Hill, that blow so, ever;
Ask the Ninth-Street-hill horse drear
Echo answers, never!