1Don Pedro from his shirt has washed the fleas
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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