1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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