Martinus and Stalinus Scriblerus On Charity

I strode into the Parlour this afternoon, and announced, nonchalantly, that I had just donated five Pounds to Charity!  Stalinus continued to read his Paper.   "Five Pounds is worth five hundred Pounds in Africa", I explained.  "It will feed a whole Tribe of Savages.  Each one will receive a Turkey Supper, with Brussels Sprouts, two Yorkshire Puddings, and extra Gravy!  The Dessert, if they are not already picking their Teeth and nodding off, will be Rhubarb Crumble."  Stalinus turned a Page.  "No longer will they flail in the Dirt, like they do at the beginning of the Advertisement, but smile in the Sunshine, like they do at the End."  Silence.  I was getting desperate.  "If only everyone was a generous as me."  Stalinus winced at the Idea, but had to win the Competition.
 

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