1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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