1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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