1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum