When one with t'other straightaway agrees
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
The understanding critic firstly sees
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
One tongue will do to keep the verse agog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
And let you off from your opinions glum
The best of all things to an end must come