1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4while sharks to let’s say potted shrimps are prone
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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