1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum

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