1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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