"The Graceful Hogelnick!"

[Erthona]

"The Graceful Hogelnick!"
 
I find it in my brandelbridge
intotonne degree,
it's here next to my Hogelnick,
longwhide I think to add.
Fear ov'r de huods and through de qivv'r
I still woude like to see,
unt sere you sway, where else I say,
I got it from my dad.
 
So hush your silly commentents,
though you hode and aued,
a Hoglenick commenst tu auld,
sweet and loung haired men.
'tis not a thing to dru or coo
in the huarls of gaude,
it ain't naslut dain ont tur kneeds
no youse ye never bien?
 
So winke de huods and ov'r de qivver,
standup spridly strueng,
throwout yer erms embrase wottles
raise yer tersail quick;
though often it begins so blandge,
latter shows the bloom
and capture it without rancor,
commends Sir Phogelrick.

Then sail 'er grund, and sail 'er grund,
now you skave de kie,
upon the oceans without sound,
on the silent sea.
Now all you need is stiffstuck blair,
wipe the good cowlick,
then sail'em all with him in hand,
"The Graceful Hogelnick."
 
 
Erthona
 
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