From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
His toga rumpled high above his knees
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
Proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
The genealogist with field and fess
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Bard I adore your endless monologue
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum