1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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