"Where on our earthly planet?"
The learned Dickens straight replied,
"'Tis in the Isle of Thanet.
"Ramsgate is where the purest air
Will make your head or leg well,
Will jaded appetite repair,
With the shrimp cure of Pegwell.
"Where's Ramsgate? It is near the place
Where Julius Cæsar waded,
And nearer still to where his Grace