1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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