Not until you re conjugated with chef of the fattest cows,
O the pendant,rosary,pearl ,chaplet,necklet and wampum of Victorian hills
And not the boggle man of imperious hoods,phantasm, phantasma, bugaboo of nefarious valleys,
Goblin,hobgoblin,spook, bogeyman and bogle of miserable va-voom
Toss the buck and cast them off the lounge lizards,
And lo they snub her a lot those who crave cabbage,dinero,Mazuma
From the barren fields to green field of humongous pearls,
Tireless of every smartest lucre,dough, chicken feed,skins, green stuff
That peculiar ado could garner nothing but brass,
And they those who were impatient over this leavened moist
And funky fright of this leadened pall burn with bashful shame
Rottened pearl cast over this stolid coy
So soon was she solitary in her stance as they were beatened
Each mafioso fallen upon their pall and kissing their smokescreened canvas
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