1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
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
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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