1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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