1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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