1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum
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