Grogtown and Giggleswick and Shap,
Chowbent and Chittagong;
But other places, less renowned,
In richer euphony abound
Than the familiar throng;
For instance, there is Beeyah-byyah-bunniga-nelliga-jong.
In childhood’s days I took delight
In Lear’s immortal Dong,
Whose nose was luminously bright,
Who sang a silvery song.