1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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