1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum