1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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