1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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