He bent right down to pick up his valise
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
The Turks said just take anything you please
That suede ferments is not at all well known
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
With gravity at gravity's great cog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
Do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum