1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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