1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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