When one with t'other straightaway agrees
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
The understanding critic firstly sees
With cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings
When flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
An icicle of frozen marrow pings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
Fried grilled black pudding's still the world's best yum