1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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