1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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