1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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