1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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