It was porrey to philow in the phlark
Meotonic bears flancing young starks
Net the grambles and critches
Met cyre’s in the flitches
Who thries when they wiven the pharks
The lidle was not in the hace
The ovington bired the ild flice
Bat wren it was fyte
To lardin in lyte
We doddled the ciryient mace
How my heart sings 