1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown
5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum
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