When one with t'other straightaway agrees
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
In salads all chew grubs before they've wings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
With marble souvenirs then fill a slum
Soliloquies predict great things old chum