1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14soliloquies predict great things old chum