1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14the best of all things to an end must come

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