It's M'Lady that, when done with shocking
Would have kept the purse (for doing shopping
And perhaps, we hear, as gossip from beneath the stair
To bung the artisan, for roly-poly in his van)
If our F's the first ennobled of his line
(Earned in service of the military kind?)
Then such gongs, in times of tension
Often come attached to pension
If our corpse is further down the family tree
It maybe he didn't have a pot for pee
Death duties, being what they are,
He might not have had a motor car.
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David V
Lord Finchley tried to mend the electric light
Himself. It struck him dead and serve him right
It is the duty of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan
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