1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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