When one with t'other straightaway agrees
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
He bent right down and well what did he seize
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
And let you off from your opinions glum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum