1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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