1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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