From Twickenham to Reading.
"I crawl, I creep, I smell, I smear,
Amongst my oozy shallows;
I so pollute the atmosphere
It quite knocks-up the swallows.
"I grow each season more impure,
As every one's remarking;
I am an open running sewer
From Teddington to Barking.
"And so upon my course I go,