1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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