1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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