Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum