1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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