1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

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

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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