1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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