When one with t'other straightaway agrees
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
He bent right down and well what did he seize
That suede ferments is not at all well known
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
With quill white-collared through his life will jog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
And let you off from your opinions glum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum