1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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