1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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