1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the best of all things to an end must come

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