1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11on wheels the tourist follows hos hostess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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