From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
His toga rumpled high above his knees
That suede ferments is not at all well known
The roundabout eats profits made on swings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
A daring baron pockets precious Mings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum