1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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