The farmhands stack the hay into cocks.

After a flamboyant snare drum roll intro, the catchy plinky-plonky piano melody is joined by lolloping xylophone and flutes.

Thy full and youthfull breasts, which in their meadowy pride, Are brancht with rivery veines, Meander-like that glide.

Her stiff hams, that have not been bent to a civility for ten years past, are now limbered into courtesies three deep at every word