1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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