1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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