At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
The understanding critic firstly sees
That suede ferments is not at all well known
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum