1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum