At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum