1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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