The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
He bent right down and well what did he seize
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Were pots graffiti'd over by a slave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?