From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
The Turks said just take anything you please
The thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
That every verbal shock aims to deprave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
And let you off from your opinions glum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum