1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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