1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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