1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone

5Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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