1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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