He bent right down to pick up his valise
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
Upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
What things we did we went the whole darned hog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum