1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2for tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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