Here's a useful poem to learn off by heart so that you can plumb any gaps in dinnerparty conversation:
NOURISH ME ON AN EGG
Nourish me on an egg, Nanny,
And ply with bottled stout,
And I'll grow to be a man
Before the secret's out.
Nourish me on an egg, Nanny,
With bottled stout to drink,
And I'll grow to be a man
Before you can think.
Nourish me on an egg, Nanny,
Don't wring your hands and weep,
Bring me a glass of stout
And close my eyes in sleep.
(the book)
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