1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum