Jester hail his majestic over applaud
bestowed on an accolade embossed "En-surlheg"...

Gilbert chants before he actually sings,
" Caspian's shore drove me nigh senile, look
nukes and bows! "

Crudes dexterous at bearings
marveling beyond Pluto or who guessed right then?
and Puritans accosted to statute their plans as mutiny.

Faith in the vessels of mutiny and unresolved curiosity,
far but fairly toned, coal could never be bold but
neuron-core possess hydro-phased convection.


Then fused synthetic howdy glory set an 'en-dheurac moat,
yellow cony shimmers gained serenity.

Whilst currents adjusting beneath sea beds,
sailing roughly on thro' eddy-reels,
Phora's buoyancy grovelled surf on press;
The baffling lurks in the extra phases of encountered lessons,
schemed at my lousy foe from murky shores of London
solely desired to 'shake off' the global ingenuity.

Chilly willows struck on-fore draughtin' Speedwell's mast,
Gilbert sang on whilst the wavy tides and amidst conflicted faiths,
"There is always a competitive solution attained
neuron-core is mightier in that kind of way"