1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6were pots graffiti’d over by a slave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
13poor reader smile before your lips go numb
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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