1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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