Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb