If a copper comes a cropper on the crapper,
And his doctor is definitively dapper,
Can that copper have a kipper with his cuppa,
And a single soggy sandwich for his supper?
If a brewer is bequeathed a balding bantam,
And fearfully frows farvings at a phantom,
Can that brewer brew a better batch of bitter,
And fiiddle-like become forever fitter?
If man is made mad master over monkey,
And finds fast friends forensically funky,
Can God and man made manacled by marriage,
Conceive a crooked copper in a carriage?
If a writer writes wise words of wildest wonder,
Through time to tintinnabulate and thunder,
Can that writer ride a whiter winter wherry,
On ABC to earn himself a cherry?