1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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