From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
With gravity at gravity's great cog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
Soliloquies predict great things old chum