1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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