1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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