Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
The fertile mother changelings drops like kings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum