“Oh, I have traveled far and wide and done some deeds of daring;
“to fuel these flights of fancy, I prefer the pickled herring.
“Tart and sweet and crunchy (when you bite a celery seed),
“pickled herring is a part of every Norsky’s creed.
“Snobs and Caspar Milquetoasts think it’s just for smorgasbord;
“I have it with my eggs and toast and Cream of Wheat — oh lord!
“It gives my breath a flourish that nobody can ignore —
“knocking all the weak-kneed folk directly to the floor.
“Eat some pickled herring, and then kiss a girl or two …
“those who can survive it are the ones you ought to woo.”
