1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11the country lane just thrives on farmyard mess

12Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14a wise loaf always knows its humblest crumb

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