At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
That suede ferments is not at all well known
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum