At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
Watching manure and compost coalesce
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum