Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Rejecting ermine to become a knave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
In cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?