From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
The understanding critic firstly sees
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
It's one of many horrid happenings
Were pots graffiti'd over by a slave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum