1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The genealogist with field and fess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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