1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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