1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The genealogist with field and fess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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