1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8that every verbal shock aims to deprave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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