1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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