1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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