1The acid tongue with gourmet’s expertise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave
9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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