1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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