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
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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