1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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