Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
That suede ferments is not at all well known
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
The genealogist with field and fess
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
The best of all things to an end must come