1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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