1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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