1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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