From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
It's one of many horrid happenings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
Where no one bothered how one warmed one's bum
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum