He bent right down to pick up his valise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
It's one of many horrid happenings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
A wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb