I was born in an ugly old town
With mill chimneys and houses with frowns.
Yet from time im-marmoreal [should be immemorial]
I loved the arboreal
And I have garbled my marbles unsound.
Marmalade’s an orangey jam.
Sevilles are the best for old men
For the flavour is bitter
Thus makes their tongues gnatter,
Which forces their mouths to uncram.
