They tried to sell me nori, but I rummaged a bit and found dulce. Hope that's closer. No Dillisk. I also have three fine crepe pans here. Lemme at em.

S'paw, Don't you know the difference between poetry and doggerrel?? Get back here or we'll put you in another verse.

Now S'paw comes in a bitchin at the door, the pets, the food (Yeaah, the yacks and the flamingos have been getting rather rude) But the man who blows a possum has no right to be a prude And it's Tuesday in the Mudcat Tavern.

By the way, the doggerel sort of works to Solidarity Forever/Battle Hymn, whatever, if you tinker a bit with the last line of the melody.