The acid tongue with gourmet's expertise
The answer is they could be twins full-grown
Old corned-beef's rusty armour spreads disease
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
They both are right not untamed mutterings
Were pots graffiti'd over by a slave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
For Europe's glory while Fate's harpies strum