1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5It’s one of many horrid happenings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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