Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
As sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum