1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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