From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
The Turks said just take anything you please
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum