1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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