At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum