He bent right down to pick up his valise
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum