Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Such merchandise a melancholy brings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum