1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb