When one with t'other straightaway agrees
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
The understanding critic firstly sees
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum