1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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