1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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