At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Bard I adore your endless monologue
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum