1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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