1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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