1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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