1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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