1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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