Sentence The Fourhundredandtwelfth

Sir Clement Dane despected Aggie,

More fool him, I say;

He's blagged his way through Ruskin's books,

With tousled hair and craggy looks,

Big conk and lugs, he hides in nooks

And crannies and he always sooks

Up Editors whose bums are saggy,

A Mugwump academic who's unworthy of his pay!

"Ah've been lookin' fur ye a' this week, ma Darlin'!"