1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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