1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6signalling gauchos very rarely shave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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