The Sailor's Hornpipe
The
Hallway.
From
The
Outside
An
Ordinary
House. A
Great
House,
True. 483
Rooms,
Each
One
With
Its
Own
Marble
Wash
Bassin
And
Douche.
Bide
As
It's
Known.
But
Inside ...
And
The
Positions
Are
Reversed. A
Human
Failing,
Some
Say A
Disease,
But A
Disease
That
Sir
Francis
Dashwood
Knew
And
Used
Well.
Upstairs,
Inside
And A
Revelation,
It's A
Discotheque.
No,
No,
Err ...
There
Are
Paintings ...
Real ...
And
Look
Here! A
Rare 17th
Century
Masterpiece.
And
If I
Can
Scrape A
Little
Of
It
Of,
Beneath I
Can
Find
Hidden ... A 14th
Century
Underpiece.
Made
Entirely
Of
Tiny
Pieces
Of
Eggshell.
This
Lurid
Work
Has
Caused
Controvesary
In
The
World
Of
Embroidery
And
Anthropology.
No, I'll
Say
It
Again;
Anthropolopology.
No
Quite
Possibly
Making
Anthropole.
No, I
Mean
An
Epilog ...
It
Has
Enthralled
Distinguished
Professors
And
In
Laymans
Language,
It's
Blinking
Well
Buffling,
But
To
Be
More
Obtusely;
Buggered
If I
Know.
Yes,
Buggered IF I
Know.
And
That's
All
We've
Been
So
Far.
From
Experts
In 14th
Century
Painting
Renaissance
Greengrocers,
And
Recently
Revived
Members
Of
The
Public.
Buggered
If I
Know.
Vivian
Stanshall,
About 3 O'clock
In
The
Morning,
Oxfordshire 1973.
Goodnight!
