1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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