1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum