From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
The showman gargles fire and sword with ease
That suede ferments is not at all well known
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
When dried the terrapin can naught express
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
And let you off from your opinions glum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum