Robusti Sono I Fatti.' - Discorso Del Terremoto, Del S. Alessandro Sardo. Venetia, A.D. 1586. In San Gianni Lateran, Dey've Cot A Flight Of Shdairs, More Woonderful Ash Nefer Vas, As Latin Pooks Declares. For You Kits Your Sins Forgifen, If You Glimes Dem Knee Py Knee; It's Such A Gitten Up A Stairs, I Nefer Yet Did See. Now As Breitmann Vas A Vaitin Among Some Demi Reps, Ascensionem Expectans, To See Dem Glime De Steps, Dere Came A Sinful Scoffer, Who His Mind Had Firmly Set To Go Dem Holy Sdairs Afoot, Und Do It On A Bet! Boot Shoost As He Vas Startet, To Make Dis Sassy Go, Der Breitmann Caught Him Py De Neck, Und Tripped Him Off His Toe! Und Den Dere Come De Skience, A La Prenez Gardez Vous; For He Bung His Eye And Bust His Shell, Und Shplit His Noshe In Dwo. De Briests Vere So Astonish, To See Him Lam De Man, Dat Dey Shvore A Holy Miracle Vas Vork By Breitemann. Says Breitmann, 'I'm A Heretic, But Dis You May Pe Bound, No Chap Shall Mock Relishious Dings Vhile I'm A Bummin Round. 'Und You Owes Me Really Noding, For As I'll Plainly Show, At Last I've Found Out Someding Vot I Alfays Vant To Know. Und Now Dat I Have Found It, In De Newspapers I'll Brag: Evviva! Ho Trovato, Vot Means A Scala-Wag.'