1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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