1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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