When one with t'other straightaway agrees
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
He bent right down and well what did he seize
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
Watching manure and compost coalesce
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum