1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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