1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11watching manure and compost coalesce

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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