At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
For burning bushes never fish forgave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
And let you off from your opinions glum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum