At five precisely out went La Marquise
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
The understanding critic firstly sees
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
Watching manure and compost coalesce
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Poor reader smile before your lips go numb
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum