1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8the nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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