Prose took the minstrel's verse without a squeeze
His nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
And empty cages show life's bird has flown
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
From cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum