From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
Till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum