1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone

5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8till firemen come with hose-piped tidal wave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13where no one bothered how one warmed one’s bum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum

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