The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
The showman gargles fire and sword with ease
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
It's one of many horrid happenings
Whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
To break a rule Britannia's might might waive
The peasants's skirts on rainy days she'd tress
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
The Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum