1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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