1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum