1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The genealogist with field and fess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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