Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
Licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
His toga rumpled high above his knees
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
Watching manure and compost coalesce
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum