1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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