1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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