1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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