From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
He bent right down and well what did he seize
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum