1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
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
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum