Ow, hey! What the fucks?
Multiple fucks, of course.
Just ask the Good Lady, she never tires of complaining about the pokery.
... Are you implying something... more?
He nodded and shook his head at the same time as if he were a Beagle wearing a smoking jacket and slippers.
How many of those have you seen?
I have seen many Beagles, some if not all, adorned in such clothes.
It maddened my eyes
Made me feel all agog
Why, my lady
She said
That I looked like a frog!
When I see such horridness,
Such destruction, such waste,
I wonder at how much cess
has filled up their taste.
And the budgerigars state
With their grim awful beaks
That the guardians fate
Is tied to whom he seeks