1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb
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