Talking of camels, my late father (will have to locate the correct box in the loft for his logbook but I believe he was on Arnold Course 42A, 2 ahead of Danny) taught me a rude ditty about a 'make up an advertising slogan and win a car' competition run by Kensitas cigarettes in the 1930s - more details here:
1932 Austin 12/6 Harley De-Luxe saloon car .
In those days, the Kensitas packets showed a butler, named Jenkins, offering his Woosterish master his gaspers with the strapline, "Your Kensitas, sir."
According to pa, the entry that should've won, but probably didn't (for obvious reasons) went like this...
"Kensitas, my heart's delight,
Made of sand and camel ****e,
Private process*, bloody farce,
And you can stick your cars up Jenkin's arse."
Wordsworth, eat your heart out!
* Kensitas also boasted that their cigarettes benefited from their secret 'Private Process'.