At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
The best of all things to an end must come