The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
But I can understand you Brogher Gog
And let you off from your opinions glum
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum