1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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