1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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