Pierce every puppy’s paltry pate, or
With chissel plied with might and main,
Punch a huge hole in pericrane.
And with a most tremendous process,
With power of elephant’s proboscis,
At once crush dura, pia mater,
As one would mash a boil’d potato!
Pelt, pulverize the rogues with shocks
Like those from moon-disploded rocks,
Sent from that mischief-making planet,