1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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