1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4and loudly sang off-key without a tone
5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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