1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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