1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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