The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone The understanding critic firstly sees 'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings Rejecting ermine to become a knave They both are right not unformed smatterings In purest cradles tha's how they behave Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress And starve the snivelling baby like a dog Watching manure and compost coalesce But I can understand you Brother Gog Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb The best of all things to an end must come |