1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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