1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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