1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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