1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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