1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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