1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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