At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
With gravity at gravity's great cog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
And let you off from your opinions glum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum