Methinks, m'lad,
That somber thoughts
O' Kabba-Harris-tweed 'l dee er dumb
In jewy dancing monochord 'n' turgid prose all
Mannerly, hmm -
'Tis but
Ton up yer lip
Und froggy sheet
Makes me taciturn
Pages in dour needa
Me drink! me drink!
Umphalos phalousy
Frumpnik
Das da seemy
Side a things
No ifs, ands er butts
If you iz, if you R
Er if'n you ain't
Duel-dancin' in da
Verby bushiage
Ya gonna frotage
Swarthy breathages
O' Harris – etterlin,
Ya be sussed In a horse bin, agin!
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